Predestined Marriage

He deliberately accentuated the word ˆwaste of a man' deeply, with a hint of provocation. The man approached her intentionally, the piercingly cold aura of him got even thicker and stronger.

Summer moved uncomfortably, and after a moment of disbelief, she believed his words. After all, Leonardo's villa was not accessible to people outside his family or special guests like her.

"He is your cousin. Please don't talk about him like this." Presumably, Leonardo had also had difficulties in his family.

Summer felt empathy. Even if the Emersons were top-tier socially, she sympathized with Leonardos situation. He must have had hard times in recent years.

Leonardo's brown eyes quickly flashed in surprise. He didnt expect the ugly woman to say such things.

He couldn't help looking at her again. The messy hair; the black-framed glasses; soiled, long, cotton cloths; the bangs on her forehead almost thick enough to cover her eyes. There were a few small spots on her haggard face. lt was disgusting to even look at.

There was no way that this ugly woman was not his rumored fiancé.

But the Emersons did not care whether the woman who married him was ugly or beautiful. As long as it was a woman who could produce an heir. They would not care even if they had to select another one.

Leonardo stretched out his hand and pushed Summer on the bed. There were undisguised contempt and malice in his tone. “There ¡is no one else here.

reached for her directly. His delicate touch was

all her strength to slap him on the face, 'Dont assume everyone is as dirty as you. Yoư re

her best to stay calm, her trembling hands betrayed her. She had imagined how ugly Leonardo

exuded a bitter chill. "No woman has ever dared to

pair of unexpectedly clear and precise

and for a moment he began to feel a

can continue to wait for that 'waste of

Boom!

wasn't until the door was closed

bodyguards saw the red mark on Leonardo's face,

said blankly, 'Ran

five fingerprints on