Predestined Bride

Jessica gave Summer a “cold” expression. “I’m serious. Anyway, you’re single now.”

Her words reminded Summer of the marriage certificate.

It belonged to Leonardo and Vicky. Their names were on the certificate.

Since Summer and Leonardo got married, they hadn’t seen the marriage certificate. So neither of them knew to whom the marriage certificate belonged.

The photo of the marriage certificate was sent to Vicky by Adams.

Vicky was seen as a victim. Despite her messy private life, she was Leonardo’s legal wife and Summer was a “mistress”.

The moment Jessica said it, she realized she had made a mistake.

“No, I mean.” Jessica tried to explain.

“It’s fine.” Summer comforted her.

Summer didn’t check the phone and went to find Leonardo.

Leonardo didn’t go to work. He was busy dealing with Summer’s.

Carl came out of the closet first. On the next day, two stars in show business announced their relationship.

It was the third day. The news that came out in the past two days had diverted people’s attention. It seemed that no one was discussing Summer’s affair anymore.

Those who were trending on social media were all celebrities from Tip Top Media Company.

Summer knew better than anyone that Leonardo did this.

The news was suppressed. The only matter left was the marriage certificate.

Vicky also had a hard time recently. She had been locked at home by Alexander. She was not allowed to go out or to see Adams.

Alexander was strict, and he knew Vicky very well.

If he had allowed Vicky to go out, she would have talked nonsense in front of media.

He only hoped the Jarretts could be safe and didn’t want the family run into trouble with the Emersons anymore.

…

Leonardo’s study was not shut. Summer gently pushed the door open.

Before she could enter, she heard Leonardo’s roar from inside.

“Do you really think I didn’t know mother had the accident because of you? Why have you done? Why do you stoop so low to please Alexander? Why did interfere with my personal life now?”

Leonardo was standing in the shadows of a dimly lighted desk lamp in the study room. His voice was icy.

Suddenly, he looked at the door and caught Summer’s slender figure. She was standing by the door.

He paused for a moment before hanging up.

Summer walked over, “I come here to ask you about the marriage certificate.”

Eyes narrowing slightly, he suppressed his anger and said softly, “You don’t need to worry about it.”

“I’m just asking what exactly is going on,” Summer had mixed feelings.

She liked Leonardo.

Knowing that she and Leonardo did not have a marriage certificate, she was lost for a while. Later, she felt inexplicably relived.

Without a certificate, they were not a legal couple. If she wanted to leave Leonardo, she could do it without any concern.

Leonardo was unfathomable and dangerous. It took her great determination and courage to be with him. She prepared for the worst.

But all of a sudden, she had a way out…

Leonardo stared fixedly at her.

Summer originally looked him in the eye. But she felt guilty under his gaze. It was as if Leonardo had known her thoughts.

Summer looked away and said guiltily, “Forget it if you don’t want to explain.”

“When the matter is settled, let’s have the wedding.”

Leonardo’s soft voice spread out in the dim study room. Summer heard it. It took a while for the message to sink in. She was astonished.

Wedding?

Summer opened her mouth in a daze and asked, “What?”

“We haven’t had a wedding. You can think about where we are going for our honeymoon. A domestic or a foreign trip. Both are okay for me.”

Leonardo was firm, leaving Summer no chance to refuse.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

However, Summer said politely, “You don’t have to do so. Let’s talk about it later.”

She had no interest in wedding.

Leonardo knew it. Although Summer did not quarrel with him, she wasn’t upset. She wasn’t as serious about their relationship as she had been.

As soon as she finished speaking, Leonardo’s face darkened.

…

Summer didn’t have to go to work or go out recently. So she was concentrating on writing scripts, with her computer in her arms.

The next morning, Leonardo went out.

Summer did not ask him where he was going.

When she was tired, she went downstairs to get some water. She turned on the TV and sat down on the sofa.

The next moment, Vicky appeared. She was being interviewed by reporters.

Vicky looked very haggard, her face as pale as a sick person who had just recovered from a major illness.

Summer saw Vicky a few days ago. Vicky had been fine, hadn’t she?

“I took a photo of the marriage certificate and uploaded it.”

“I just want to enter the show business. I want to be famous.”

“The marriage certificate is fake.”

“Summer is Leonardo’s legal wife. I made things up to get people’s attention”

Vicky was stiff and emotionless when she was saying it.

One reporter boldly asked, “Vicky, why did you admit you faked the certificate? Did someone force you?”

Vicky opened her eyes wide and screamed, “No! I forged it and I took the photo! Summer is my sister, I shouldn’t have done this! It was my fault!”

Reporters asked a few more questions, but Summer was no longer interested.

Her attention was entirely on Vicky.

She knew Vicky, a woman who would never admit she was wrong.

Vicky clarified it in front of the media. It must have something to do with Leonardo.

But she didn’t know what method Leonardo had used. Vicky seemed to be so scared.

Summer changed the channels. But all were broadcasting Vicky’s interview live.

Summer found it boring, so she watched an old movie.

Halfway through the movie, Leonardo returned.

He walked straight towards Summer, bent over, and pushed away her bangs to kiss her.

Summer turned around to dodge his kiss. Leonardo froze, but he insisted on kissing her. He said gently, “Go try on wedding dress tomorrow.”

He held her in his arms when he was saying this.

Summer turned around and said, “I haven’t finished my script. I’m busy.”

“You can finish off when you are down trying the wedding dress.”

“No. My inspiration would disappear.”

His expression suddenly turned cold. He pinched her chin as if he couldn’t stifle his anger. He squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, “Summer, you don’t want to reject me again.”