Semua Bab The President's Accidental Wife: Bab 451 - Bab 460

“Yes, I really missed you, Uncle Dean.” Charlotte's little head nodded like a chicken pecking at grains.With a smile, Dean stretched out his hand and squeezed her little cute nose. “Good girl. Now, I would like to hear you call me ‘daddy’.”Charlotte pouted her little mouth, and after a while, she uttered softly, “Daddy.”Summer became a little stiffer after hearing that. She walked into the kitchen and went to make dinner. Meanwhile, Dean was playing with Charlotte in the living room, the sound of giggling came from time to time.While having dinner, there was a call from the bridal shop asking Summer to try the wedding dress tomorrow.Summer answered the call and then hung up the phone. Charlotte heard all about it and her little face was full of excitement. “Is Mommy going to try out the wedding dress? I wanna go too!”“Finish your dinner first and put aside your yogurt drink. Once you are done, you can enjoy your yogurt drink.” Summer frowned as she watched Charlotte with th

Mark was panting as he rubbed her lips with his slightly rough finger. “Don't say anything that I don't want to hear, otherwise, I will kiss you to death here!”When she said things that he did not want to hear, he would block her lips with his so she could not make a sound.Summer was still trying to catch her breath; she was a little angry; she raised her foot and stepped on him forcefully. “Crazy man!”"Well, I am a lunatic. You are the one who has driven me into this. Don’t you dare to try on another wedding dress again. I will certainly rip it into pieces." Mark stared at her coldly, with deep and serious eyes. He made it clear to her that he would absolutely do what he said!Summer was anxious, and she hit him on the chest with all her strength. Not only was he a madman, but he also drove others crazy too. Both of them glared at each other coldly in anger. As if they wanted to swallow each other up. It felt like a war between them was on the verge of breaking out.The weddin

As Mark walked back to the operating theater’s waiting area, the doctor just so happened to walk out of the emergency room. He had a surgical mask in hand. “How is my grandma?” Mark hurriedly asked. His face looked sullen, anxious, and worried. “Ms. Moore’s condition doesn’t seem to be good. She’s had a history of a cerebral hemorrhage. So, regardless of bodily function or blood vessels, they have all become fragile. I’m afraid that this time...” Suddenly, the expression on Mark’s handsome face changed. Now, it was as dark as gloomy clouds... Awfully dark. Plus, the green veins on the back of his hands were protruding. He grabbed the doctor’s white coat tightly and said, “What the f*ck did you just say?” The doctor was shocked by Mark’s current disposition, and he trembled a little. But Gordon interrupted to stop Mark. “Tell me.” “Actually, Ms. Moore’s condition is much more serious than it was in the last accident. When a cerebral hemorrhage happens, most people would be unc

It was nighttime. Mark only entered the ward after everyone had left. Ms. Moore’s body had already been placed in the mortuary refrigerator. He just sat next to the mortuary refrigerator and stared at Ms. Moore. She appeared to be serene and calm. However, she would never call him “Mark” or act with a child-like demeanor toward him anymore. Ms. Moore enjoyed being goofy and childish around Mark. She loved him the most. Ever since he was young, she would save up all the good food for him. She would only bring them out once he was in Norwood. It seemed that she had done it for such a long time that it became a habit. Even when he was over 20 years old, that habit of hers never changed at all. Every time she opened her mouth to speak, it would always be, “Our dearest Mark.” She would always talk about him. Therefore, none of the servants who worked for her would have no idea that she had a grandson named Mark. From now on, there would not be anyone who acted like an old child, w

The security at the villa was tight. Only those with an access card could enter. The parking lots were all filled with vehicles. At first glance, all that could be seen were cars and not human heads. Seeing this, Summer hesitated a little. She did not want to meet Yvette, but Yvette would most definitely be there. Then again, they had reached the gate outside of the villa already. There was no reason for her to not enter, right? Holding Charlotte’s hands, she walked to the front of the villa. Wreaths and ribbons of condolences stretched from the doorway of the villa to the hall. All the people who were there looked somber and solemn. They were all people of status and prestige. Taking in a short breath, she walked to the doorway of the villa. As expected, Yvette was standing there, dressed in full black. Her eyes were puffy and red. Raine was standing by her side and holding her arm, comforting as well as supporting her. As Summer walked over, she appeared to be distantly pol