Predestined Marriage

After Summer finished speaking, she looked at Rosie again.

Putting her arms around Leonardo's neck, Rosie tilted her head and said sweetly, "Pretty Sister."

"Here." Summer replied, her voice unconsciously becoming gentle, "Rosie, you can't run around like today anymore."

Only at this time did Leonardo find out why he felt so familiar with this woman in front of him.

He remembered when he was waiting for the green light at the intersection that day, Rosie also called her "Pretty Sister."

In the past three years, many famous ladies were committed to approaching him, trying to present themselves with various ways.

He didn't know why he wasn't interested in the so-called "beauties" at all. He felt they just looked the same.

He could not arouse the slightest interest even if it was Amber, Rosie's biological mother.

If he hadn't asked his man to compare his DNA with Rosie's, he wouldn't have believed that he had actually been with Amber.

The woman before him changed a lot and looked much better compared to last time.

Last time, he only took a quick glance. He only remembered that she was a skinny woman with a pale face, just like a ghost, as ugly as she could be.

Now it seemed like that she had grown some fat.

However, Leonardo's eyes fell on Summer's slender wrist. He suspected that he could crush her wrist bone with just a light pinch.

His gaze was too sharp, like real knifes, sticking Summer and making her uncomfortable.

She could only change the topic, "Mr. Emerson, you... how did you know that it was an elder sister that Rosie found to make a phone call for her?"

Leonardo looked back at her and said indifferently, "She calls everyone who is taller than her sister."

The truth was that Rosie would call whoever of the same sex she deemed beautiful "Pretty Sister" regardless of age.

"So that's the case." Summer nodded.

The phone in the bag suddenly vibrated. Summer took it out and found that it was from Jessica.

She held her phone but didn't answer it. She raised her head and hastily said to Leonardo, "Mr. Emerson, I really don't need any pay back. You must take good care of Rosie. She is still too young. I'll leave first."

looked at Rosie

took out her phone

forgot to call you back." She was

she realized that she actually

Are

"On my way..."

hung up the phone, Stanley

over the phone, "Where

o'clock. She said, "I am

then said, "Give me

persuaded by him, so she hung up the phone directly, "Not necessary. Have a rest. I'll take a taxi

rush hour, so it was not

catch a taxi, a

was the last thunderstorm at the end of this summer, it rained heavily. The

so it was useless even though she found an

Her phone rang again.

looked

Leonardo's phone number that she had called before, but she didn't

for a moment before picking up

there anything else,

voice was low and deep, accompanied by the sound of rain, all knocking on her eardrums, "Get in the car and sit in the passenger seat.

Summer heard

before her. The car honked again

on her head, she hurriedly walked over, opened the door and sat

heard Rosie's

Rosie in the baby seat in the back with a bottle of milk in her mouth. She gave Summer a big smile, her eyes looking like

smiled and

driving his way, but he couldn't help turning to

eyes than other women. Why did Rosie like her

sitting in the back row,

were very simple. They were willing to share

thank you.

continued to drink the milk, her

turned around and apologized to Leonardo, "Sorry, Mr. Emerson, your car is wet by