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!"

and raised her painting book, "Daddy, Daddy, look at the

eyebrows tightened as he

She immediately shouted,

afraid that he would say

to be as nice to Rosie as before. And he wasn't so patient, either. Summer was afraid that he would say something unpleasant like, "What the

at her and then went back

seconds later, he said,

little disappointed. She

at Leonardo. Blinking, she

soon as she left, Leonardo

head, "Dad also thinks you

little bun-like face and looked at her with confusion. Did her daddy

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

chuckled. It was nice to be an innocent child who knew nothing. She can be cheered up by a few nice

of Leonardo's words, she couldn't

cheer up a man. And

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

meatballs!" Rosie was excited, bouncing

not bad to be able to be with the kid

of various kinds of meat. They were mainly for Rosie. And since she

been made, Summer cooked a few more

chose light flavors for

special attention to Leonardo's expression

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

and looked

say anything but

that Leonardo wasn't going to eat the dishes

eat the dish. Instead, he ate

he went

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