Predestined Bride

Adams was silent for a moment before telling the truth, “I met her once by chance.”

Leonardo’s tone became colder. “She is Summer.”

“I know, she’s your wife Summer.” Adams’s voice suddenly became a little ethereal.

Leonardo frowned and hesitated. But words failed him. He hung up without saying anything.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

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Early the next morning.

Summer cooked breakfast when she got up. Seeing “Douglas” coming downstairs, she recalled what had happened yesterday.

While serving the breakfast, she peeked at him.

Leonardo was initially on his phone. He drank water from his cup and asked, “What are you looking at me for?”

Summer raised her eyebrows and said provocatively, “You look pale. Should I make special dishes that can nourish your body?”

Leonardo stopped drinking and looked up. He put on a faint smile and said, “You’re the only woman around me. What do you want me to do when my body is ‘nourished’?”

Summer glared at him and walked into the kitchen.

She always failed when she attempted to tease him.

They parted rather unhappily.

Tim drove Summer to the company as usual.

Summer couldn’t refrain herself and asked on their way to the Jarrett Group, “Is he always like this? Doesn’t he meet up with anyone?”

He thought of the past when Leonardo went about and met loads of people and lied, “Always.”

“Has he seen a doctor?” Summer asked. But realizing the question was misleading, she explained, “I mean, he can’t be like this forever. He has to live a normal life.”

Leonardo, the person they were talking about, called at this moment.

“Wait a second. Someone is calling.” Tim answered the phone, not waiting for her reply.

Leonardo requested seriously, “Stay close with Summer.”

The request was odd. But Tim said without asking any questions, “I will.”

…

Summer met Vicky when she arrived at the company.

Vicky glanced at the car from which Summer just got off. Jealousy flashed in her eyes.

If she had married Douglas, she would have been able to come to work in that car.

Summer flipped her hair and walked up to Mu Vicky, who was only as tall as her in high heels, greeting with a smile, “Good morning, Manager Vicky.”

Vicky snorted and ignored her.

Summer continued the work that she hadn’t finished yesterday and copied the documents in the office.

Vicky made things difficult for her on purpose. Everyone in the department knew it, but nobody dared to say anything.

However, they did gossip in private and spread the news to Lynn.

During the lunch break, Lynn called Vicky to his office.

“Even if you don’t like Summer, don’t bully her openly! Or other employees will gossip!”

“I am your daughter and the manager of the project department. Who dares to challenge me?” Vicky didn’t take his words seriously.

“Even if you insist on doing it, do it wisely.” Lynn was disappointed at her. He used to think Vicky was smart, but now he only found her stupid!

“Alright. I’ll bring her to the negotiation this afternoon.” Unwilling to obey his instructions, she turned around and left.

Summer spent the last two whole days in the photocopying room.

She greeted everyone who came over to print. Summer was beautiful and good-tempered and was also close to the chairman. She left a good impression on her colleagues.

A kind employee reminded her, “You don’t have to copy every single document. Most are useless.”

Summer was surprised. She asked with disbelief, “Really? Is that so?”

Vicky’s secretary came to the room at the very moment and said, “Summer, Vicky wants you to be in her office.”

“I’ll be right there in a moment.” Summer stopped the task at hand and went to Vicky’s office.

The moment she entered, Vicky tossed her a stack of files and requested, “These are files about the joint project that we are going to discuss today. Read them and go to the negotiation with me.”

Summer took a look and failed to understand a single word. There were a lot of technical terminology.

She hadn’t had any exposure in the area. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t understand.

Vicky harbored evil intentions when she transferred Summer to the project department. She definitely didn’t have good intentions this time.

Summer found it necessary to do some research about the company.

She didn’t find anything in her investigation.

Jessica did not know anything about it. Jerome might understand, but Summer would not ask him.

Left with no choice, she could only ask “Douglas” for help.

Summer just had an intuition that he would be helpful. Although “Douglas” seemed to have nothing to do all day long, he was an Emerson. He should have some knowledge in this regard.

Summer called “Douglas” during the lunch break.

She was concerned whether he would refuse to answer. But unexpectedly, he picked up very quickly.

Remembering she had teased him in the morning, Summer was a bit awkward. She asked, “Douglas, do you have time now?”

He replied briefly, “What’s wrong?”

Summer said guiltily, “Can I have lunch with you? It’s on me.”

“Douglas” dodged her question. He asked instead, “What do you want?”

How did he know her so well?

Summer stopped beating around the bush and said, “I want to ask you a favor!”

Strangely, Douglas did not ridicule her. He made up his mind immediately and said, “I will pick you up at the Jarret Group.”

“Yeah,” Summer replied.

Hanging up, Summer felt something went wrong.

She should be the one who went to his place, as she asked him for help.

Why did he come to her company?

“Douglas” arrived in no time. Instead of waiting for him at the entrance, Summer went to an intersection nearby.

When Leonardo saw her, his expression was gloomy. He demanded, “Get in the car!”

Was he a disgrace to her?

Summer knew why he was so upset. She apologized in an undertone, “Sorry. Many people in the company have seen you. I’m afraid they will take pictures of us being together and spread rumors about our relationship.”

Leonardo sneered in silence.

He hated it when Summer tried to distance herself from him. If he had known it, he should have slept with her the night when she was drunk!

Summer was frightened by his expression. It was as if he was going to eat her alive. So she shut up and remained in silence.

“Douglas” drove to a restaurant with few guests.

They sat down and ordered. His gaze fell on the file bag in her hand and he requested, “Take it out.”

Summer looked at him in astonishment and took out the document slowly. “How do you know that this is what I’m here for?”

“Douglas” glanced at her with contempt.