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!"

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

eyebrows tightened as he saw the

She immediately

afraid that he would say

as nice to Rosie as before. And he wasn't so patient,

at her and then went back to his

he said, "I

Rosie was a little disappointed. She pouted and said,

and looked up at Leonardo. Blinking,

she left, Leonardo went upstairs

head, "Dad also thinks you drew

looked at her with confusion. Did

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

followed and then chuckled. It was nice to be an innocent child who knew nothing. She can

upstairs. Thinking of Leonardo's words, she couldn't help

cheer up a man. And this

gaze and led Rosie to the kitchen. "Alright,

meatballs!" Rosie was

not bad to be able to be with

Rosie. And since she was so young, she couldn't

made, Summer cooked a

she chose light flavors for

special attention to Leonardo's

took the first bite, he frowned. Then, he looked up at Summer, as if

tilted her head and looked

anything but lowered

thought that Leonardo wasn't going

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

he finished, he went

his receding