Predestined Marriage

Leonardo leaned against the chair and said indifferently, "Don't worry about me. Just enjoy your dinner."

Rosie pointed out ruthlessly, "But you seem angry...."

She picked up a rib from her plate and brought it to her mouth while speaking.

The rib was passed to her by Summer just now.

It wasn't convenient for Rosie to hold the rib with a fork, so she simply grabbed it with her hand and nibbled until her mouth was full of oil.

Leonardo glanced at her and helped her roll up her sleeve.

Rosie handed the half-eaten rib to Leonardo and said reluctantly, "The meat is delicious."

Leonardo didn't say anything and turned his head away to show his refusal.

Rosie immediately took it back and murmured, "Ask Pretty Sister to give you one."

The word "to" was omitted by her.

Leonardo corrected her, "Auntie."

Rosie followed him, "Pretty Auntie."

Summer looked at the father and daughter and couldn't help smiling.

Although Leonardo wasn't attentive enough, he was trying his best to take care of Rosie.

Rosie was really a sweetheart who judged people by their faces. She always addressed Summer with the prefix "pretty".

When Rosie finished the rib in her hand, she looked at Summer with pure eyes while sucking her fingers. "Pretty Auntie, give one to Dad."

The atmosphere in the room became a little awkward.

Summer knew Leonardo wasn't someone who would let others help him with the dishes.

Perhaps due to the huge gap between their roles, Summer felt it strange to have dinner with Leonardo, let alone help him with the dishes.

"Your Dad will take whatever he wants to eat. You...."

Summer wanted to say something to relieve the awkwardness, but Leonardo said abruptly, "Rosie, I want a rib."

to Rosie, Summer felt

atmosphere became even

oily

good relationship with

Leonardo's eyes. He sneered. "You don't seem to have a good relationship

to back down either. "I didn't know you

darkened

deep breath. He got furious and gave Leonardo a fake

and turned to Rosie. He didn't change his

vibe too. She opened her big eyes and nodded. "Yes, I'm

Leonardo picked her up and turned

watching Leonardo leave, Summer asked Stanley with a confused look, "What happened between you and Mr. Emerson? Did you have a

they looked like they would get along

just went into the kitchen to get the dishes for a while. How did they end up

in such a sharp tone. He

and smiled. "I'm

want to

acted like this, the more Summer speculated that Stanley might have known Leonardo in the past, or might have

say, and she

plate on which there was only an eaten

said they didn't

cook. She had been to their home before, and it seemed that there weren't any maids who

a long night and Rosie

she could send them some

that case, Stanley

express it, he would

should be on

"Why aren't you eating?"

pulled

up and put the

her move but

phone to the bathroom. After locking the door, she

never ordered takeout for themselves. Perhaps he didn't even know what takeout

meal and an adult meal, and filled in Leonardo's address before letting out a long

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