My Sweet Wife

The huge inertia of the car pressed Sophie Sabastian’s entire body against the seat, and it was a long time before the car slowed down, and when Sophie Sabastian, startled, looked at Leonardo Cooper, the man’s face had returned to its icy normality.

The car had stopped and Leonardo Cooper’s voice came out, “It’s here.”

Arrived?

Sophie Sabastian looked out the window and sure enough it was the entrance to her neighborhood.

Just that she didn’t tell Leonardo Cooper where her family lived either, how did he know?

“That, Uncle, thank you.” Sophie Sabastian hurriedly peeled off the seatbelt with both hands and tried to go down, but somehow the seatbelt never popped off.

Sophie Sabastian: “…”

What a moment of truth.

“Is pressing on the wrong side.” Leonardo Cooper leaned over, full of cool breath mixed with hormones into Sophie Sabastian’s face, she shrunk there and didn’t dare to move.

With a ‘snap’ the seatbelt holding her in place was undone.

Because of the small space, Leonardo Cooper’s hair swept across Sophie Sabastian’s cheek as he got up, and Sophie Sabastian was pricked and tickled a little, while an inexplicable feeling of closeness suddenly flashed through her heart.

The feeling seemed strange, as if she had known this person for a long time.

But in her limited memory, there weren’t many impressions about Leonardo Cooper ah, how could she have this feeling?

“Uncle, don’t we know each other from a long time ago?” Unable to help herself, Sophie Sabastian suddenly felt that Leonardo Cooper’s movements suddenly stopped.

Just next to her, so close that she could even feel the smell of his hormones, still familiar to her.

What did she remember?

Leonardo Cooper’s thin lips twitched, the bulge noticeable as his throat rolled, “You …”

Sophie Sabastian was almost stared at by Leonardo Cooper with no place to hide, “Uncle, I … don’t mean anything else, but … it may be that I’m overthinking it, Uncle you’ve been living in Canada, how could you possibly know me! Heh … heh …”

Returning to her senses, Sophie Sabastian smiled awkwardly, “That, Uncle, thank you! I’ll go back first!”

Leonardo Cooper’s deep eyes made Sophie Sabastian’s heart flustered for no reason, and she hurriedly pushed open the car door to escape.

At the back, Leonardo Cooper stared tightly at Sophie Sabastian’s back with a slightly complicated expression.

He didn’t realize that what was waiting for him when he came back from Canada would be the wedding of Sophie Sabastian and his nephew Wilson.

Until Sophie Sabastian’s back disappeared for a long time, Leonardo Cooper slowly retracted his eyes, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and lit it, his eyes were on the bedroom on the second floor where the light was suddenly on.

The reason why he went to Canada was all because of her.

But this stupid woman, she had no idea who he was, or even that the man from that day was also him.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Leonardo Cooper narrowed his eyes and swallowed a cloud of smoke, the smoke hazed his good-looking eyebrows, but left his entire body shrouded in cold.

Let him watch her woman, marry his nephew? He couldn’t do it.

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