Predestined Marriage

After Summer finished speaking, she looked at Rosie again.

Putting her arms around Leonardo's neck, Rosie tilted her head and said sweetly, "Pretty Sister."

"Here." Summer replied, her voice unconsciously becoming gentle, "Rosie, you can't run around like today anymore."

Only at this time did Leonardo find out why he felt so familiar with this woman in front of him.

He remembered when he was waiting for the green light at the intersection that day, Rosie also called her "Pretty Sister."

In the past three years, many famous ladies were committed to approaching him, trying to present themselves with various ways.

He didn't know why he wasn't interested in the so-called "beauties" at all. He felt they just looked the same.

He could not arouse the slightest interest even if it was Amber, Rosie's biological mother.

If he hadn't asked his man to compare his DNA with Rosie's, he wouldn't have believed that he had actually been with Amber.

The woman before him changed a lot and looked much better compared to last time.

Last time, he only took a quick glance. He only remembered that she was a skinny woman with a pale face, just like a ghost, as ugly as she could be.

Now it seemed like that she had grown some fat.

However, Leonardo's eyes fell on Summer's slender wrist. He suspected that he could crush her wrist bone with just a light pinch.

His gaze was too sharp, like real knifes, sticking Summer and making her uncomfortable.

She could only change the topic, "Mr. Emerson, you... how did you know that it was an elder sister that Rosie found to make a phone call for her?"

Leonardo looked back at her and said indifferently, "She calls everyone who is taller than her sister."

The truth was that Rosie would call whoever of the same sex she deemed beautiful "Pretty Sister" regardless of age.

"So that's the case." Summer nodded.

The phone in the bag suddenly vibrated. Summer took it out and found that it was from Jessica.

She held her phone but didn't answer it. She raised her head and hastily said to Leonardo, "Mr. Emerson, I really don't need any pay back. You must take good care of Rosie. She is still too young. I'll leave first."

said this, she looked at Rosie

out

was playing

was at that moment that she realized that she actually liked the child very

fine. Are you

"On my way..."

Summer hung up the phone, Stanley

over the phone,

past six o'clock. She said, "I am still outside, but just about to take a taxi home. Have you

yes and then said, "Give

her, she would definitely be persuaded by him, so she hung up the

was not easy to

situation was even worse. Before Summer could catch a taxi, a

it rained heavily. The raindrops, as

minutes, so it was useless even though she found an advertising board to hide

Her phone rang again.

and looked

was Leonardo's phone number that she had called

for a moment before picking up

there anything

by the sound of rain, all knocking on her eardrums, "Get in the car and sit in the passenger seat. I can't

that, Summer heard someone blow

saw a black car just pulling over before her. The car honked again

her head, she hurriedly walked over, opened the door

down, she heard Rosie's baby voice from behind,

in the baby seat in the back with a bottle of milk in

and called

was driving his way, but he

was only a little bit more pleasing to eyes than other women. Why did Rosie

who was sitting in the back row, raised the milk

They were willing to share

it, thank you.

the milk,

Leonardo, "Sorry, Mr.