Predestined Marriage novel Chapter 381

Leonardo was a little thirsty. He took over the glass and took a sip.

When he looked up again, he saw Summer's hesitant face. He lowered his eyes and looked at the glass. He took a deep breath, and then asked Rosie, "Where do you get the water?"

Rosie pointed to the bathroom with an innocent face. "From there. There's plenty of water. Do you want more, Dad?"

Rosie was treated like a princess at home. The maids took good care of her. How could she tell which water was drinkable and which wasn't?

Leonardo pursed his lips tightly and said with a serious look, "Don't get drinking water from there again!"

Rosie pouted and said, "Why? Pretty sister said it tasted good."

Summer recalled that Rosie had used the same glass to draw drinking water for her....

Wasn't it….an indirect kiss between her and Leonardo?

She didn't know if Leonardo was thinking of the same thing, but he gave her a thoughtful look.

Summer turned her head in a hurry. "My fiancé should be back soon. I'll go wait for him."

Then she walked out in a rush.

She didn't know that as she spoke, Leonardo's gaze was fixed on her lips.

When Summer walked out of Leonardo's apartment, she leaned against the wall, raising her head, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Why was she so nervous in front of Leonardo?

They did nothing but drinking from the same glass.

Why did she feel as if her heart was about to bump out of her throat?

She never felt the same way when she got along with Stanley every day.

Moreover, with such a cold personality and an illegitimate daughter, how could Leonardo be better than Stanley?

After a while, when Summer calmed down, she saw Stanley walking out of the elevator.

When Stanley saw her, he strode over with a concerned look and asked, "Where did you go? I came home and saw your phone and keys, so I went to the convenience store to ask if they had seen you."

Both Stanley and Summer were outstanding in appearance. As they walked in and out of the condo together, the owner of the convenience store at the entrance of the condo recognized them.

Summer recalled the glass of water and felt a little guilty. She looked away. "I forgot to bring the keys. I was at a neighbor's just now."

Stanley smiled. "So careless? It seems like you can't do it without me."

The door beside them opened.

Summer and Stanley turned and saw Leonardo standing at the entrance in black pajamas.

Stanley stopped reaching out for Summer's hand. "Mr. Emerson."

"So you're our new neighbor."

Summer didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that Stanley wasn't surprised. Instead, he sounded as if he had anticipated it.

Leonardo crossed his arms and said indifferently, "I didn't expect to be your neighbor. I'm surprised."

"I hope we can get together sometime. Let’s go home and have dinner." As Stanley spoke, he smiled gently at Summer and held her hand.

Summer curled her fingers, and Stanley could only clasp the back of her hand.

It was a physiological rejection. Every time Stanley came into contact with her, her body would reject him.

In the past, Stanley would let go of her gently.

But this time, it was as if Stanley was deliberately demonstrating something. He didn't let go of Summer's hand. Instead, his grip became even tighter.

Leonardo glanced at their hands holding together. A complicated emotion flashed in his eyes as he said, "What a coincidence. We haven't eaten either."

Summer asked in surprise, "Haven't you eaten yet?"