Semua Bab The President's Accidental Wife: Bab 381 - Bab 390

“Dean, it is your birthday, not mine. So I am fine with anything,” Summer said. “Then we will go for Estainian cuisine.” Dean decided. He had dined in foreign cuisine restaurants with her several times, but he was not a big fan of them. They entered a private box, inside which was fully seated except for three empty seats. Those men in there were all Dean’s colleagues from the same police department. When they saw Summer walk in, they all whistled and teased Dean. “We have beautiful Mrs. Singleton here!” “Absolutely. No wonder Captain has been refusing to bring her out. He is afraid that we might steal her from him.” “Oh, isn’t this the little princess in the photo on our captain’s desk?” “Sure, she is.–Hey, Little Princess. How are you?” Charlotte was not afraid of strangers. She stood there, smiled, and spoke with her tender voice. “Hello everyone, my name is Charlotte Hart. I am three years and seven months old, and I am a kindergartener.” Everyone at the table was

But she did not find Charlotte, nor heard her answering. Dean was calm. He asked around if anybody had seen a four-year-old in a pettiskirt with a strawberry cake box in her hand. At last, one person responded. “I saw a little girl you just described. She ran out of the supermarket seconds ago.” Dean chased out at once, while Summer was on his heels. Men run faster than women. Dean had his heart in his mouth when he found Charlotte standing in the middle of the road, picking up a kite in the traffic. He quickened his pace and ran as fast as he could while calling out to Charlotte. “Stand there, Charlotte! Don’t move!” Charlotte heard Dean’s voice and turned around, happily raising the kite in her hand to show Dean. “A kite, Uncle Dean!” Just when Dean was two steps away from Charlotte, a car suddenly came to a couple of meters away from Charlotte. The driver of the car did not see this coming and panicked, mistakenly stepping on the gas instead of the brake pedal. The c

“In the hospital.” Mark’s handsome brows were raised again, and his charming face darkened. “What happens?” “Charlotte… Charlotte met with an accident. She is in the emergency room right now.” Mark pursed his lips, his face crashing. A dark and gloomy cloud shrouded his eyes, with cold light flickering inside. His shapely hands clenched the phone in his hand. His usual calmness had left him. His heart was racing, as if someone was crushing it. “Which hospital?” “The General Hospital.” Mark ran out of the hotel in a whirlwind as the line went dead. The ladies at the reception were still in a daze. They had never seen Mark Valentine from such a close distance, his charm completely bewitching them. Summer’s lips were quivering after she hung up the phone. Mark was Charlotte’s biological father, and he had every right to know what happened. She just wanted Charlotte to stand in front of her, being naughty. She could not believe that a moment ago, Charlotte was still stand

A long time had passed before the doors of the operating theater finally swung open. Summer jumped out of Mark’s arms at once, ran up there and grabbed the doctor’s arm. Anxiety and fear filled her. She was afraid to hear the outcome she dreaded to hear. She was scared to hear the worst news. Mark watched and took her fears and hesitations all in. He stood up, strode forward, and put his arm around her and drew her into his embrace. Just when he was about to speak, Summer spoke with a somewhat trembling voice. “How is my daughter, doctor?” She looked calm on the outside, but the tremble coming from her body gave her emotion away. So he held her tightly and supported her silently.  The warmth of his embrace calmed her. She was less anxious. At least her legs had stopped shaking. The doctor then looked at the man beside Summer. “Mr. Valentine—” “Just tell me.” Mark interrupted the doctor, his voice low and cold. His shapely hand involuntarily tightened the grip on Summer’s sh

Mark turned around, walked back to the couch, and put her down, then took out a quilt and put it on her. Never had once Summer been awakened. She seemed to be really sleepy. Mark ran his shapely hand over her tear-stained face, his thin lips twitching. “This is really ugly.” As far as he could recall, he had never seen Summer cry. This was the only and first time she did. Charlotte was also sound asleep on the hospital bed. Just that the white gauze on his little head was hard to ignore. Mark, again, stroked her little face with his finger as he sat down at the bedside. The next morning. Summer opened her eyes and found herself on the couch. Her mind was drifting for a while before she snapped back. She then got up and saw two nurses in the ward, busying back and forth, but they made little noises. Whisking away the quilt, Summer walked to the bedside. “Is there anything wrong?” “No, Charlotte recovered fast. She didn’t hurt any important part of her body, so she will b