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!"

did not hear her words. She happily ran to Leonardo and raised her painting book, "Daddy, Daddy, look at the apples. I drew

as

heart jolted. She

he would say something

patient,

up, took a glance at her and then went

seconds later, he said,

was a little disappointed. She pouted and

the painting and looked up at Leonardo. Blinking, she pursed her lips

she left, Leonardo went

stroke Rosie's head, "Dad also thinks

face and looked at her with confusion. Did her daddy praise

thinks you're good at drawing. You have to keep up the good work! Come on!" Summer gave her a cheering

and then chuckled. It was nice to be an innocent child who knew

Leonardo's words, she

a man. And this time, she didn't

Rosie to the kitchen. "Alright, let's go make meatballs

Rosie was excited, bouncing

be with the kid after staying out

kinds of meat. They were mainly for Rosie. And since she was so young,

the meatballs had been made, Summer

wanted to get revenge, she chose light flavors for the dishes, none of which

attention to Leonardo's expression while

frowned. Then, he looked up at Summer, as

tilted her head and looked

say anything but lowered his

that Leonardo wasn't going to eat the

refuse to eat the dish.

went upstairs. He

blinked her big eyes and pointed at his receding figure. She said to