Predestined Bride

Summer’s hand, which was holding the phone, trembled slightly. She took photos of the license plate number of the car. Then, she hugged Rosie and said urgently, “Do you feel any pain? Are you feeling unwell?”

Rosie shook her head and looked in the direction where Jessica left, “Auntie Jessica…”

“I called the police and Dad. They are so powerful, and Auntie Jessica will be fine.” Summer’s voice trembled. She tried to comfort Rosie and herself.

Just now, Jessica told her not to come over. She knew that something bad must have happened. She also knew her current physical condition so she immediately called Leonardo and the police.

Few minutes after Rosie was captured, Jessica was kidnapped. It happened so quickly, giving them no time to react.

The gangsters were extremely ferocious and had long been eyeing them, so they attacked so quickly and ruthlessly.

Leonardo and Carl arrived soon.

They ran over and carried a strong smell of alcohol.

Carl was so drunk, but when he heard that something happened to Jessica, a chill ran into his limbs and bones, sobering him up.

“Where’s Jessica? What happened?” Carl panted, and his eyes were red from anxiety.

“I’m sorry, Jessica was abducted because of me. I took the license plate number.” Summer blamed herself and understood Carl.

She mentioned buying Rosie a picture book. But it was of no use to apologize. Jessica had been abducted.

Carl wiped his face and calmed down, “It’s fine. It’s not your fault. Give me the license plate number.”

Summer showed the photos to Carl.

After receiving Summer’s call, Leonardo arranged for someone to look for them, so he arrived here a little earlier than Carl.

He walked over and gently hugged Summer’s shoulder. They looked at each other in silence. No words were needed.

Leonardo noticed Rosie who was very depressed. Her head was lowered and her small hands were clenched. She did not say a word.

Leonardo frowned and walked over to pick Rosie up.

Summer had told him the story succinctly on the phone just now.

That gangster held Rosie hostage first, and Jessica exchanged herself for Rosie.

Hugging Rosie, Leonardo saw her tearful eyes. Rosie sobbed.

“It was my fault that Auntie Jessica was taken away.”

Carl asked someone to check the license plate.

Usually, Rosie didn’t cry much. She was really scared and kept blaming herself. She held it back for a long time before she couldn’t help but cry.

Carl’s heart was burning with anxiety, but how could he blame Rosie?

Carl rubbed his stiff face. He walked over and touched Rosie’s head, “Don’t cry. You don’t look cute now. It’s not your fault. Don’t cry.”

Rosie pursed her lips and held back her tears, “I’m sorry.”

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Carl forced a smile and teased her, “Don’t say sorry. If Jessica is in trouble, you will also help her, right?”

Rosie nodded without hesitation.

Carl revealed a gratified smile and said to Leonardo, “Rosie is scared. Take her back.”