Predestined Marriage

Tim sighed and asked, "Mr. Emerson, where are we going now?"

After a few seconds, Leonardo said, "Go to Summer's apartment."

Tim drove towards where Summer lived.

The car stopped at the apartment building where Summer lived. Before Leonardo got off the car, he said, "You can leave now. You don't need to drive me home."

"Yes." Tim replied.

As soon as Leonardo got out of the car, Tim drove away.

When the doorbell rang, Summer was washing her face.

She had cried too much in front of Michael today that her eyes were swollen.

She heard the sound and knew it was Leonardo.

She looked through the peephole before opening the door. It was indeed Leonardo.

She opened the door and looked around before letting him in.

"Come in." Summer turned around and walked inside.

Leonardo followed behind her and sat down on the sofa.

"What do you want to drink? Water?" Summer said as she took a cup from the table and poured water for him.

When she handed the cup to Leonardo, he grabbed her hand.

Summer pursed her lips and did not break free.

Leonardo pulled her to sit beside him. He wrapped her hand with his and asked, "What did he say to you?"

"He told me about our daughter. He said that he would ask you." Summer paused and looked up at Leonardo, "You allowed me to move out without hesitation because you knew he would come to me. Right?"

hand close to

kiss. She felt a little

him,

replied carelessly but

stairs, they did not frame me to harm me. Instead, they were

didn't say anything, but his silence

and orderly manner, "Before the accident, Mr. Charlie asked us to see him. He was a little strange at that time. My guess is Mr. Charlie might have discovered something or wanted to do something. And your father found out about his plan. He didn't want to kill Mr. Charlie, so he pushed Mr. Charlie down the stairs and blamed it on me,

is what is your father trying to hide? Is it the truth

Summer thought about it, the more

was

put on a serious face when he saw

of her hand and put his hands on her shoulders.

Summer turned to look

too many emotions. It was

accident. And I took Rosie away because I want the

Summer felt a little pain.

her question and asked, "Did you hear

turned her head to one

had known everything, but he still wanted her to pretend and

mad at him and that she had listened carefully

the Emerson Group. Rosie is his trump card, so she must be

worried?" Summer grabbed her hair in annoyance, "I'm concerned about both Rosie and

worry about me. Just remember, you are my wife. You can't fool around with

serious things. Why did

him,

to thought of something, and he said coldly, "Stay away from

I returned to

be pettier

sneered and narrowed his eyes. He said with a threatening tone,

a long time that