Predestined Marriage

Chapter 141: Leonardo, Stop Talking

Summer went downstairs. When she passed by the dining room, she saw Douglas sitting at the table

eagerly without moving his chopsticks.

When he saw Summer coming over, he asked her, "How is cousin?"

"Not bad. I'll bring him some food. You eat first." After Summer finished speaking, she went straight into

the kitchen.

Summer prepared the food and just as she came out of the kitchen with the tray, she saw Leonardo

already sitting at the dining table.

Hearing the movement, Leonardo raised his head to look at Summer.

Summer looked at the tray in her hand and said, "You've come down!"

"Yes." Leonardo replied indifferently and lowered his head to eat.

Summer put the tray back and sat down beside Leonardo.

She secretly glanced at Leonardo and found that his expression was the same as usual. She could not

see anything wrong with him. He was exceptionally calm.

...

Throughout the meal, Leonardo did not say a word.

After finishing his meal, he got up and went upstairs to his study.

Summer did not disturb him but directly went back to the bedroom.

However, Leonardo had never returned.

Summer fell asleep in a daze and woke up in the middle of the night.

She subconsciously stretched her hand to the side, only to find that it was empty.

Leonardo was still in the study?

She sat up and took her phone to check the time. She realized that it was already one o'clock.

Summer put on a dress and went to Leonardo's study.

The door was unlocked. When she pushed the door open, she smelled a strong smell of smoke. There

was no light on in the study. In the darkness of the room, she saw a spark.

Leonardo was smoking.

Summer did not turn on the light. She was groping in the dark and walked over gently.

In the darkness, they couldn't see each other's faces, but they could feel each other's auras.

Summer sat down beside him, and the smoke made her cough lightly.

The spark flashed for a moment before it was extinguished.

In the darkness, Leonardo's voice was hoarse and deep like a ghost, "What are you doing here?"

"I came to see you." Summer's warm voice was soft as she fumbled to hold his hand.

His usually warm palms were frighteningly cold.

Summer held his hand and passed the temperature of her palm to him.

But very quickly, Leonardo pulled out his hand.

After a while, his voice sounded again.

"It was in that abandoned factory that they threatened her with me."

Summer knew that she was referring to Leonardo's biological mother.

Simple words explained everything.

Although Leonardo's previous reaction had already indicated that this matter might be true, Summer

was still shocked when she heard Leonardo admit it.

"It's right in front of my eyes." Leonardo continued, "I was tied up by them, and they surrounded her."

Fifteen years ago, Leonardo was only eleven years old.

An eleven-year-old child watched his biological mother being ... by a group of men in front of him.

Summer was suddenly shocked and suddenly reached out to hug Leonardo.

"Leonardo, stop talking."

"Finally, when Michael brought his men over..."

Summer's trembling voice interrupted him, "Leonardo, I told you to stop!"

Leonardo's voice was so calm that she was afraid.

Leonardo did not stop and continued to speak. Summer directly kissed him.

It was dark, Summer could not see his face clearly. She first kissed his chin, and then his lips.

Leonardo was originally indifferent, but very quickly, he held her tightly in his arms, as if he was going

to break her waist.

Summer bit his lips. The two of them seemed to be competing and refusing to give way to each other.

It wasn't until Summer was pushed onto the sofa that she realized what Leonardo was going to do

next. However, Leonardo didn't give her the chance to react and directly ... went in.

Before this, they had only done it once in the Golden Cauldron Club.

Although Leonardo had been drugged last time, he still guided her patiently with his strong self-control.

However, this time, his movements were obviously a bit rough.

Summer couldn't help but exclaim softly, "Pain..." Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

"Relax."

"You go out first..."

"Impossible."

After saying that, the man not only did not retreat, but instead heavily sank his waist.

Even though Summer had already bit her lips tightly, there was still a faint sound coming out.

This voice seemed to have provoked Leonardo. His movements became heavier and heavier, and he

became more and more presumptuous...

...

Summer did not remember when it ended. When she woke up, it was already early the next morning.

She was not on the sofa in the study, but on the bed in the bedroom. Her body was clean and

refreshing. Someone had cleaned it for her.

She knew that Leonardo wasn't in the room, because there wasn't his aura in the room.

Leonardo was such a person with a strong sense of existence.

When Summer was washing up in the bathroom, she found her lips swollen, and there were also spots

of marks on her neck.

These were the traces left behind by her and Leonardo last night.

Summer found a turtleneck and put it under her coat. Then she loosened her hair and covered the

place where the traces on her body were.

If Leonardo hadn't looked so hopeless last night, she wouldn't have taken the initiative to ... deliver

herself to him.

In the future, she could no longer indulge Leonardo like this.

In the parlor.

When Douglas saw Summer going down, he immediately jumped up from the sofa, "Summer, you

finally get up!"

" ... What's wrong?" She knew in her heart that Douglas would not know what she and Leonardo had

done last night, but Douglas’ words still made her feel a little guilty.

"When cousin left, he told me to wait for you at home. I was going to wake you up." Douglas walked

over to her with his schoolbag. "I packed breakfast for you. You can eat in the car, or we'll be late."

When Summer heard him mention Leonardo, her ears involuntarily started to burn. She said calmly,

"Perhaps I have a cold and wake up a little late."

"No wonder cousin didn't let me rush you to get up." Douglas nodded in agreement.

In the car, Summer asked him, "Are you okay with going to school alone today?"

"What's wrong? Marco must have asked for leave if he's injured. Even if he goes to school, I won't be

afraid of him. Anyway, he is no match for me..."

Douglas noticed Summer's unfriendly expression and quickly changed his tone, "If he wants to fight

with me, I'll go find my teacher."

He was not a pupil, who always went to find his teacher.

Summer suppressed her laughter and shouted, "Little brat!"

Douglas curled his lips and snorted discontentedly, "You're old. You're an aunt!"

"Scream again."

" ... I don't dare."