Predestined Marriage

The next day Summer was woken by the ringing of the mobile phone.

To keep up her appearance of being a simple girl, she still uses the old machine which can only make phone calls and send messages. Buying a smartphone would make her like her other family members and she couldn't stand to be like them.

She took her phone and looked at the notes, and she immediately came to her senses.

She hesitated for a moment before she picked up the phone, “Dad.”

Lynn .Jarretts voice was as serious as always, "You went home yesterday? Who sent you back? "

Summer just felt bitterly disappointed. She had just gotten married. Why couldn't her father ask a more relevant question than who took her home?

For the most part, Lynn .Jarrett rarely calls her. Seeing him suddenly calling to ask about that, Summer couldn't help but suspect his true purpose.

But she still told the truth, '!t was Leonardơ's cousin who took me home.'

Lynn Jarrett pondered for a moment at the other side of the phone, and then he said, "When you have time, take your sister to the Emerson house and introduce her to some suitable young people there so that she can make more friends."

understood the meaning of what he

she left Jarrett's villa yesterday, 'Douglas" and Vicky Jarrett must

fancy to “Douglas", so

of father and

with Vicky .Jarrett, but in the end, it was

use her as a springboard and find Vicky another excellent man to be her husband ¡in the

city knows, that except Leonardo, all the other cousins in

of self-deprecation appeared in Summers eyes. Vicky is indeed Lynn's biological daughter, but somehow

could he be

voice, "I would like to take my sister to Emerson house, but until now I

she didn't even

even see your husband? What's that about? And

falling and while her nose twitched, her voice was the same as usual, "Maybe if you had sent my sister to the Emerson house first, maybe Leonardo would have liked to see her!

of the bathroom,

Her fingers were holding the phone so hard that he could see the protruding blue blood vessels. Like water, her eyes were full of tears, which did not flow out because of stubbornness. The delicate figure of