Predestined Marriage

"I can't." Kate put down the recipe and said seriously, "You might get food poisoning."

Kate's expression was too serious. Summer could hardly doubt that Kate was lying.

Summer paused and asked her, "What will Rosie eat?"

"I won't cook her food," Kate said coldly. She then got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Since Summer did not plan to leave for the time being, and Kate did not know how to cook, she followed Kate to the kitchen.

Kate happened to open the refrigerator and heard the sound behind her. She asked Summer, "What are you doing here?"

Summer did not say that she was going to cook. She just said, "I'm helping you."

Kate took out several food ingredients from the fridge, "Wash and cut these."

Summer looked at her quietly and followed the instruction.

Summer cooked a lot, and was good at cutting. She cut very quickly.

Kate's eyes flashed with admiration.

When Summer finished cutting, Kate added, "Since you are done cutting, why don't you cook them?"

Summer was speechless.

What Kate and Leonardo had in common was their tyrannical personality.

She didn't know why Leonardo entrusted Rosie to Kate, but since he had done so, there must be a reason.

Although she still felt a little disgusted with Kate, she didn't show it.

While Summer was cooking, Kate was standing beside her and bossing around.

"Less green onion!"

"More carrot..."

"Less water."

eat

with

Summer ignored Kate

every dish. Then, she put down the chopsticks and looked up

Summer acquiesced with silence.

mother's cooking." Kate took a deep breath as if she remembered something

looked at Kate

liked the food she cooked, and she had confidence

had never heard from Leonardo that her cooking was

with complicated emotions, "I haven't eaten home-cooked food

was the young lady of the Emerson family. When she lived at home, there was a chef cooking for her. The food cooked

she worked, an assistant would order dishes from

exquisite and elegant life. Her identity was something that everyone

head and ate silently. After eating, she went back to the kitchen to

very good and she was very picky about food. Sometimes, her mood would

bowl of porridge

and walked in. She said softly, "Rosie? It's time for

not react at all. She neither looked at her

her like this, but the most important thing right now was to coax

table and walked

mom, okay?"

still did

her lips and reached out to hug

first, but then she struggled and cried

her tightly, "It is ok, Rosie, it's mom

gradually stopped struggling, but

chair with great difficulty. However, as soon as Rosie sat down, she lowered her head and fiddled with a

placed it to Rosie's mouth. But she didn't

matter how hard Summer tried to coax her, Rosie looked like she was immersed in her own

the bowl and turned around. She covered her

felt a heart-wrenching pain

she heard a weak and crisp sound coming from

and saw Rosie eating the porridge with

face flashed with joys. Before she could say anything, Rosie looked at her vigilantly and immediately threw the spoon