Predestined Marriage
Chapter 439 Do You Want to Be a Stepfather?

Summer asked Rosie, "You mean Aunt Jessica and Uncle Carl?"

"Yes." Rosie nodded.

"They went back last night."

After Summer finished speaking, she saw a trace of disappointment flashing across Rosie's face.

Kids just liked being around with people

Moreover, Rosie did not have any playmates of the same age. She played with toys or watched cartoons all day long.

Although Summer could accompany Rosie, the kids still needed more playmates and fun.

Summer could not bear to see Rosie disappointed, so she said, "Your Daddy said he would come here tonight."

"Will Daddy come here?" Rosie asked with her eyes sparkling.

"Yes." Summer nodded and wiped the corner of Rosie's mouth with a tissue. "So, you should be a good girl and have your breakfast. You can see Leonardo tonight." Rosie probably thought that Summer called Leonardo's name in a funny way as she did, so she burst into laughter.

After breakfast, Rosie went to play alone.

Perhaps Rosie had always played alone, and she enjoyed playing alone.

Summer looked at her for a while and went to clean up the kitchen.

At this time, her phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID on her phone, Summer hesitated for a moment before answering.

Summer answered the phone and said, "Stanley."

Stanley said with the merest suggestion of a laugh in her voice, "I've been a little busy lately, and I didn't have time to call you. How are you?"

Summer could vaguely hear him flipping through the paper documents, and asked, "You go to work so early?"

Stanley said half-jokingly, "I'm alone. It doesn't matter whether I go to work or not."

When Summer heard what he said, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

No matter what, the person who saved her was Stanley. She didn't think of Stanley when she held a party after moving to new house.

Summer said, "Your female patients will probably be able to queue up to the airport, right?" Stanley was famous. Apart from some real patients, there were also some women who deliberately made appointments with him not for curing illness.

Stanley chuckled, "I wish you could make an appointment with me."

Summer replied, "I'll invite you to a meal. No time like the present. I'll treat you to lunch today."

Stanley seemed to be surprised, "Really?"

"Yes, I'll send you the address of the restaurant later."

Just as Summer finished speaking, Rosie was calling her again outside.

Summer said a few more words to Stanley, and then she hung up the phone and went to look for Rosie.

A small glass ball that Rosie was playing with was stuck in the crack of the sofa, so Rosie asked Summer to take it out.

At noon, Summer took Rosie out.

In order to show her sincerity, Summer brought Rosie here half an hour in advance.

She ordered snacks for Rosie before lunch and sat there waiting for Stanley.

Previously, she had lost her memory, so she was naturally close to Stanley.

But now that she had recovered her memories, she thought of what happened three years ago.

Three years ago, Stanley appeared so suddenly that she didn't even know who he was.

Before she had a chance to figure out who Stanley was, something happened afterwards...

The person who saved her was Stanley.

She was even more curious about Stanley's identity.

Summer did not wait long for Stanley to arrive.

"I thought I was the one who arrived first."

Stanley smiled and sat down in front of Summer. He looked at Rosie and asked, "Your daughter?"

"Yes, her name is Rosie." Summer smiled and patted Rosie's head, "This is Uncle Stanley."

Rosie's mouth was still full of food, and she slurred, "Uncle Stanley..."

"Good girl." Stanley smiled and narrowed his eyes. He looked inoffensive.

Stanley's inoffensive looking coincided with the one Summer saw three years ago.

Although it seemed that there was nothing wrong with Stanley's identity, and he saved Summer's life, Summer couldn't help but be vigilant with him because he appeared so suddenly. "What's wrong with you today? Why are you staring at me?" Stanley said slyly, "Did you decide to give up Leonardo and be with me? I'm perfectly willing."

Summer raised her eyebrows and said, "Do you want to be a stepfather?"

Stanley smiled and changed the topic. He asked, "How is Leonardo?"

"He is fine." To Summer, it was pretty good that Leonardo was willing to come into contact with her.

"That's fine." Stanley nodded. He seemed to think of something and he said, "If you need me, you can bring him to my place. I'll give him some psychological guidance. Maybe it will be useful." Summer put on a serious face and said, "Thank you."

After that, she handed the menu to Stanley and said, "Let's order first."

Stanley took the menu and went over it carefully.

When he looked down at the menu with rapt attention, he was no different from an ordinary man.

If there was something different, it was that he looked exceptionally clement and his clemency was emitted from the inside.

He was a little humorous and calm, and he was the kind of elite that was most popular with women nowadays.

He was successful at work, elite in his circle, and rich.

However, compared to Leonardo, Stanley was a little ordinary.

However, how did an ordinary person save her from the island?

Previously, Summer had chatted with Jessica. At that time, Leonardo was seriously injured. Kate rushed over to take Leonardo away and withdrew the search and rescue team with her. Later, when Carl went there, he did not replace Summer.

Summer wondered when Stanley found her and took her away.

Summer stared at Stanley in a daze.

"If you keep staring at me, I'll think you've fallen in love with me." Stanley suddenly looked up at Summer.

Summer snapped back to her senses and asked with a calm expression, "Have you ordered?"

"Yes." Stanley nodded, and his eyes were full of inquiries.

When they were waiting for their meal to arrive, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward as they chatted.

Stanley suddenly asked, "When did it happen?"

Although he didn't say it clearly, Summer understood what he meant.

"After I came to replace you, I went shopping at a mall on the way home. Someone bombed the shopping mall...." Summer briefly told the story on that day. "Perhaps the sound of the explosion stimulated me, so I remembered everything."

Sometimes, everyone liked to talk to smart people.

Because you didn't need to think too much when talking to a smart people, and he could understand what you were talking even if you spoke briefly.

There was no obvious change in Stanley's expression. He only said indifferently, "Congratulations."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐