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!"

raised her painting book, "Daddy, Daddy, look at the apples. I drew big

as he saw

heart jolted. She

he

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

a glance at her and then

later, he said,

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

at Leonardo. Blinking, she pursed her lips and walked

left, Leonardo

head, "Dad

at her with

have to keep up the good work! Come on!" Summer gave her a

knew nothing. She can be cheered up by a few nice words and

Leonardo's words, she couldn't help

harder to cheer up a man. And this time, she didn't want to cheer

withdrew her gaze and led Rosie to the kitchen. "Alright, let's go make

Let's make meatballs!" Rosie

be able to be with the

mainly for Rosie. And since

been made, Summer cooked a few more

flavors for the dishes, none

to Leonardo's expression while

Then, he looked up at Summer, as if he had known it was

her head and looked at him

not say anything but lowered his

snorted. She thought that Leonardo wasn't going to eat

didn't refuse to eat the dish. Instead, he

he finished, he went

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