The President's Accidental Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 591 - チャプター 600

She had not known that love was such a difficult and painful thing. She thought that being in love meant they could be together. However, it wasn’t as simple as she had imagined.Finally, they were separated by a great chasm, where no one could traverse.After losing her father, she couldn’t afford to lose her mother. She was adopted at a young age, and it was her mother who raised her through thick and thin.She was in anguish, but his sorrow was nowhere lighter than hers…Staring at her again for a long time, Mark turned around and took hold of Yvette’s arm. He bowed politely toward Daisy and apologized, “Aunty, I’m sorry for causing you so much trouble today. I will come again another day to apologize.”“There is no need. The Valentines shall have nothing to do to us anymore. You don’t need to come. I won’t let you in. Now, leave!”“I’m sorry!” Then, he led Yvette away.Getting into his black Bentley, Mark did not utter a word. He drove at a very fast speed.Yvette sat on th

“Stop wasting your time. I will never allow Summer to be together with you, not even over my dead body. Back then, I would have been moved by your persistence.“But not anymore. Summer’s father’s portrait hangs in the living hall. Every time I see it, I am reminded of his death. Did you think that you standing here for many days could ease my immense resentment? Never!“If you do not wish to see my relationship with Summer become stale, then get away from my sight, and stay away from her. I have never been this heart-hardened before. Even though it is the first time, I will remain resolute!”She had lost him forever in just one night. How could she withstand such misfortune?He was her soulmate, her firmament. Without him, her world was in shambles, and everything before her was pitch black darkness! Just then, a call came from the office as though an emergency had occurred. Mark gestured politely and left.However, Daisy wasn’t moved a single bit. She remained headstrong.Summ

He wore a formal black outfit. Not a crease could be found. Only a few days had passed, yet he appeared skinnier. However, his chiseled face was even more defined and stunning.People like him were born to look good in formal outfits. He had that perfect physique—broad shoulders, narrow hips—that could rock every inch of the outfit, attracting attention. The car behind stopped as well, and the mayor of Santabaca emerged from it.Recomposing herself, she avoided eye contact and lowered her head, hiding herself among the crowd.As though there was something, Mark glanced across the crowd, and his sight landed on a certain spot; after gazing at it for some time, he averted.The three men walked side by side with each other while the rest marched behind. It was a splendid procession.The lady teacher beside her sneered, “Look at the principal and Mr. Valentine. They are both in formal outfits, but the contrast is just like heaven and hell!”All the lady teachers’ attention gathered

He remained on the couch after she left. Then, he got up and took out a bottle of brandy. He could see her leave further and further away until she disappeared into the void as he stood by the window. ‘What a cruel woman,' he thought. Brandy is highly concentrated, but he finished the whole bottle. He hadn't had a good night's sleep ever since she left, so he thought resorting to drowning in alcohol and numb his senses would be a great decision. Having finished the bottle, he laid on the couch, and the doorbell rang. He missed it as he was fast asleep. The person at the door opened the door herself after not getting any response, and she who stepped in was Raine. She wore a long blue coat that reached her ankles with a belt fastened on her waist and a pair of heels on her feet. She entered the room and found him sleeping on the couch. The apartment smelt of alcohol, and she furrowed her brows at how pungent it was as she wondered how much he drank. Raine headed to the

Mark extended his arms and carried Charlotte, who was running towards him. He raised the family bucket with his right hand and asked, "Do you want some?" Charlotte's eyes sparkled, and she raised her fair hands high as she exclaimed with her cute voice, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" He carried Charlotte in his arms and stepped towards Summer. He stood behind her and asked with his shaped brows raised, "Will you have some with Charlotte?" "No need, I'm not hungry. I still have some laundry to do," she said without turning back as she kept her gaze low. He bobbed his throat and shifted his gaze away from her. He then carried Charlotte and stepped into her room. The room wasn't huge, but it felt cozy, and there was a stalk of a flower in a vase on the table. Charlotte sat there with both her hands full as she enjoyed her fried chicken. She ate till her tummy was round, and she could not eat anymore. He smiled as he pulled Charlotte into his embrace. His large hand landed on her tummy, and