Predestined Marriage

Rosie held a little tiger puppet in her hand and shouted happily, "Mom!"

Summer didn't pull a face in front of Rosie. She smiled at Rosie, and Rosie walked into the room with the little tiger puppet in her arms.

After Rosie entered, Summer noticed that Rosie was carrying a small schoolbag.

It was purely a toy schoolbag.

Seeing Summer fixing her eyes on Rosie's schoolbag, Leonardo explained, "There are building blocks inside."

Hearing this, Summer turned to look at Leonardo, who had already walked in with his suitcase.

He entered the room, as if it was a matter of course.

Rosie was familiar with Summer's place. She climbed onto the sofa and sat down, pouring the toys in her schoolbag onto the sofa.

Summer glanced at her and pulled Leonardo out.

Outside the door, she let go of Leonardo and said, "Leonardo, stop messing around!"

Remaining composure, Leonardo looked at her calmly. "You don't want to live at home, so I move here with Rosie. What's wrong?"

"You know I'm not talking about it." Summer stretched out her hand to support her forehead, feeling a little irritated.

Leonardo was deliberately misinterpreting her statement.

"What do you mean?" Leonardo asked patiently, without a trace of impatience in his tone.

Summer moved her lips, but failed to find the proper words to answer him.

Leonardo suddenly took half a step forward. The tip of his shoe was against hers. When he lowered his head, he could see the long eyelashes on her slightly drooping eyelids.

In short, they were extremely close.

"I am Leonardo, the one you met three years ago. Besides, I'm Rosie's father. Although only a part of my memory has come back to me, I know everything happened afterwards. I am who I am. What are you worried about?"

deep and gentle,

Leonardo had a

see through her, but she denied. "I don't have

out of the mountain, he was still cold to Summer. But now he suddenly became the same as before. Summer needed time to

help

suddenly remembered

as he could remember now, he had feelings

at that time, they

memories, nor did he have the sense of reality that he had

statement, and he did not seem to

"Leonoodle!"

Rosie's voice came from

reached out and gently stroked her hair. He then held Summer's

his hand, but he held her hand so tightly, like a pair of iron pincers, which she was unable to get

turned to look at Leonardo, and his

Rosie was in the room, so she couldn't quarrel

sofa with her small schoolbag and ran to Leonardo.

of Rosie, Leonardo did not let go of Summer’s hand. He looked at Rosie

eyebrows furrowed even

but you

"It was you!"

Leonardo raised his eyebrows

Rosie, who was smart,

the sofa with her

dejected back, Summer asked Leonardo, "Didn't you

schoolbag was too small to hold it, so she put it in the suitcase." Leonardo, who had just bullied Rosie, had

hand and said softly, "You have stayed in the guest room once. Take your luggage there

a very serious tone, "The bed in

After a moment, she asked him, "What do you

his handsome face, Leonardo appeared more

he deliberately slowed down and said, "I euphemistically ask to sleep with the mother

lips in dissatisfaction. "The bed in the master bedroom