Predestined Marriage

Leonardo didn't respond to her.

She pursed her lips and wipe off the brow powder he wore for her and began to draw them by herself. She knew she couldn't trust Leonardo, a stupid man without artistic training. She even doubted Leonardo's beauty judgment.

Although she looked homely when she married Leonardo, he liked to kiss her. He had just made her eyebrows so strong, and gave her deep kisses. Summer suspected that Leonardo had little appreciation of beauty.

She drew her eyebrows and applied eye shadow. As she finished her makeup, Leonardo showed up at the door. He asked with a calm expression, "Did you just call me?"

Summer stood up and walked to him. She raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "Do you really know how to draw eyebrows?"

Leonardo kept silent. Then he said sincerely, "No." Although Summer knew he was trying to cool her down with pretended honesty, she still bought it.

Leonardo was always arrogant and rarely gave in, so she instantly weakened as he admitted it. Summer wasn't angry at all at first. She said casually, "I'm ready."

"Well. Let's go." Leonardo replied and took her hand. Summer was a bit surprised and looked at their hands holding together. They had gone through a lot after living together. If they couldn’t change the results, why would they be affected by the messy thoughts in their minds?

Leonardo also noticed that Summer had changed a bit recently. Although he didn't know why she suddenly straightened out her thinking, he was glad to see that.

Rosie cried for Summer to hold her as soon as they left the house.

Actually, Rosie rarely cried for cuddle. Summer didn't have much time to accompany her, so she would agree to her requests as long as they were not excessive.

Just as Summer was about to bend and pick up Rosie, Leonardo reached out and pulled Summer behind him. He lifted Rosie with one hand and held her in his arms.

Rosie pouted, "I want Mommy."

"Give her to me." Summer wanted to take Rosie over.

"She's a bit heavy. I'll carry

had put on

to talk to her. He

they got downstairs, Tim was

car and opened the door of the back seat as he saw

where Summer lived to the Emerson's old mansion. It would take an hour

fell asleep

they arrived at the

of the car and then stretch out to

car door, his suit well-ironed. He stretched his

still put her hand on Leonardo's. He held her hand and

Rosie. However, Leonardo immediately grabbed Rosie's hand and

beside the car and watched them walking hand in hand to the gate of the Emerson's old mansion. A gratified smile appeared on his face. He took out his mobile phone and took a photo of them. Then

sent the photo via WeChat, and Carl quickly replied

of your son, your wife and the food cooked by her every day. Now you even sent me a photo of

to share my joy

photo. As Carl saw his reply, he

asked Carl to see Summer and Jessica with him. Carl felt that it

for a while, Tim

they entered the house, several servants came up to greet them, "Mr. Emerson, Miss Rosie." But

years ago, the servants in the old mansion were all changed by

coldly, "Don't you know how to utter 'Mrs.

greeted her at

kept silent,

them and directly took Summer and