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?"

voice was deep

had a gentle side and would patiently comfort her with his

Leonardo could see through her,

But now he suddenly became the same as before. Summer needed time to get used to it, as

to help him think of everything or to

Leonardo suddenly

remember now, he had feelings

they

it, but he did not have those memories, nor did he have the sense of reality that he had experienced them. Summer

and he did not seem to

"Leonoodle!"

Rosie's voice

gently stroked her hair. He then held Summer's hand and said,

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

at Leonardo, and his expression

the

jumped off the sofa with her small schoolbag and ran to

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

even more tightly.

didn't, but you

"It was you!"

his

who was smart,

the

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

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

as he said in a very serious tone, "The bed in the guest room

moment, she

on his handsome face, Leonardo

afraid that Summer wouldn't understand him, he deliberately slowed down and said, "I euphemistically ask to sleep with the

this a euphemistical request? Summer pursed her lips in dissatisfaction. "The bed in the