Predestined Marriage

Hearing Summer's words, Rosie carefully walked downstairs.

As soon as she arrived in the hall, she immediately released the maid's hand and ran towards Summer.

Summer squatted down, caught the flying sweetie, and kissed her.

But Rosie focused all her attention on the apples and just ignored Summer's kiss.

She turned to the page of that and showed it to Summer as if she was offering treasures, "Mom, look at the apples I drew."

The colorful lines were all over the page. It was difficult to make out the shape of an apple.

But Rosie was happy.

As she flipped through the picture book, she muttered to herself, "I'm going to draw three more apples and some meatballs...."

Summer had noticed that Rosie loved drawing very much. But she was still too young to draw something nice. She only chose the color she liked and paint it on the book.

Summer would not discourage her since she liked it.

She carried her to the sofa and sat down. Then, she took the painting and looked carefully for a while, smiling, "Well done! I believe that you will draw better in the future!"

Rosie grinned and covered her mouth. She seemed shy.

Summer gently poked her forehead, "Are you shy?"

Rosie grabbed her finger and chuckled. At this time, Leonardo came in from outside.

Children would like to receive recognition and praise from their parents. And Rosie was no exception.

She held the painting and ran towards Leonardo.

Knowing that Leonardo was in a bad mood, Summer stood up and shouted with worry, "Rosie!"

to Leonardo and raised her

as he saw the

jolted. She

afraid that he would say

before. And he wasn't so patient, either. Summer was afraid

looked up, took a glance at her and then went back to

seconds later, he said,

Leonardo's praise, Rosie was a little disappointed. She pouted and said,

Leonardo.

left, Leonardo

stroke Rosie's head, "Dad also

at her with confusion. Did her

you're good at drawing. You have to keep up the

be an innocent child who knew nothing. She can be cheered up by a few nice words and stay

upstairs. Thinking of Leonardo's words,

a man. And this time, she didn't

gaze and led Rosie to the kitchen. "Alright, let's

make meatballs!" Rosie was

not bad to be able to be with the kid after staying out for the

of meat. They were mainly for Rosie. And since

meatballs had been made,

to get revenge, she chose light flavors for the

attention to Leonardo's expression

first bite, he frowned. Then, he looked up at Summer, as if he had known it was

and looked at

not say anything but lowered his

She thought that Leonardo wasn't going to

the dish. Instead,

he finished, he went

eyes and pointed at his receding figure. She said to Summer,