Predestined Bride

“What?”

Summer held a spoon in her mouth and looked at him with a confused expression.

What did he mean?

However, Leonardo did not want to explain it to her, “I only say it once. Don’t think too much in the future.”

“What do you mean?” Summer took out the spoon from her mouth and asked him in a daze.

“I told you, only once.” Leonardo seemed serious, but he was unnaturally avoiding her eyes.

Before Summer had the chance to speak, he stood up and said, “I still have things to do. You can continue eating.”

Summer finally realized what he meant as she watched him leaving the dining room.

How could she keep eating? She dropped the spoon and ran after him.

She caught up with Leonardo and stopped him, “Explain what you just said.”

“I made it very clear.” Leonardo still looked emotionless.

Summer did not move. She looked up and asked him, “Who’s like me?”

Leonardo looked away and stayed quiet.

Summer’s heart was filled with joy. She knew that he meant Rachel was similar to her, but she was afraid that she had heard it wrong and wanted to confirm it.

However, Leonardo would stand to his words. He said that he would only say it once, so it was impossible to hear it from him again.

Summer grabbed his hand and pursed her lips in embarrassment.

She had seen a video of girls acting cutesy in TV dramas. What did they do?

Summer tried to shake his hand and whispered, “Please say it again….”

Leonardo frowned and pulled back his hand, “I still have things to do.”

“….” Why was his reaction different from the men in the video?

Well.

Summer was a little discouraged. But she took a deep breath and smiled again in the next moment. Then she ran to the dining room in her slippers.

Leonardo went up to the second floor and placed one hand on the guardrail. Seeing Summer running into the dining room happily, a smile appeared on his face.

…

Only when Summer returned to the restaurant and sat down did she realize that what Leonardo said was “she’s like you.”

What did “she’s like you” mean?

Rachel looked like her?

But how could that be?

Besides, didn’t Leonardo know Rachel before he knew her?

First impressions were strongest. Normally, he would have said that she was like Rachel.

Could it be that Leonardo had seen her before he met Rachel?

It was unlikely…

At night, Summer asked him tentatively, “Leonardo, did you know me from before?”

“What?”

Leonardo answered carelessly and bent down to kiss her.

What she wanted to say was blocked by his kiss.

He untied her clothes, wrapped his long arms around her waist, and threw her on the bed.

His moves were skillful and smooth.

Summer did not forget what she wanted to ask. She continued, “You haven’t answered my question yet.”

“I don’t want to tell you,” Leonardo gasped. His tone was decisive, but there was a trace of another emotion in his words.

Summer was dizzy at the moment, so she could not tell what that emotion was.

And Leonardo didn’t give her this chance to think about it.

Summer let out a soft cry. Leonardo leaned over and kissed her impatiently.

He hadn’t touched her during this period of time. Her cry made him lusted. He was afraid that if he couldn’t control himself, she couldn’t go to work tomorrow.

Summer didn’t know what Leonardo was thinking. She just felt that his movements were craftier, and she couldn’t suppress her voice at all.

Deep desire for the woman in front of him surged in Leonardo’s beautiful black eyes.

Summer also wanted him. She snorted and twisted her waist. Leonardo grabbed her waist and kissed her earlobe. His voice was husky, “Do you still want to go to work tomorrow?”

“Yes.” Summer narrowed her eyes and nodded, not knowing why he asked.

Leonardo gritted his teeth and said, “Then don’t make any sound.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Summer screamed because of his sudden action…

Then, they were out of control.

…

Summer reached her hand out of the quilt. Her head was dizzy and her back ached. She felt pain all over her body when she moved.

The well-dressed man walked to the bedside, put her slender arms back into the quilt, leaned over and kissed her forehead, his said with joy, “I’ll call your company and help you ask for leave.”

Summer narrowed her eyes and reached out to grab the lapel of his coat, threatening, “How dare you!”

Leonardo raised his eyebrows and took out his phone.

Summer paused. She let go of his clothes, hooked his neck and kissed him. She said softly, “I have to go to work.”

Leonardo let her kiss him.

After the kiss, he said indifferently, “Then get up and brush your teeth.”

Brush your teeth….

If he really disliked her breath, he could have pushed her away.

Leonardo looked at her with a smile on his face, “I endured your ugliness in the past. Of course I can take a little bit of bad breath now.”

“Yeah, sorry you have to put up with it.” Summer sat up with the quilt in her arms and snorted.

…

On the way to the company, Summer lied in the back seat, feeling exhausted.

She couldn’t handle it….

She couldn’t handle a man who had been abstinent for so long.

As soon as she got out of the car, she saw Vicky standing at the entrance of the company.

Vicky was dressing as usual. She wore a low-cut dress, black stockings, stilettos, and a thin but beautiful coat.

Summer looked at her long down jacket and her snow boots.

Maybe this was the difference between an unmarried woman and a married woman.

Leonardo forced her to wear the long down jacket before she left home.

Because he worried that she would feel cold.

For the first time, Summer was a little embarrassed to meet Vicky.

Which woman didn’t like to dress beautifully every day? Although she was married, she was still a young woman.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Vicky stopped her, “Summer!”

“What do you want?” Summer wondered when Vicky would stop bothering her.

“Don’t tell Grandpa that you saw me in the Golden Cauldron Club yesterday!” Vicky ordered. Then she looked up and down at Summer’s clothes.

She sneered, “What are you wearing? Even if Leonardo is not impotent, seeing you dressing like this, he would be turned off.”

Summer directly scolded, “It’s none of your business.”

Summer was unwilling to hear Vicky bringing it up all the time.