Lahat ng Kabanata ng The President's Accidental Wife: Kabanata 621 - Kabanata 630

It was a feminine song, but Mark could sing it with a unique taste of intoxication; it was mellow, charming, magnetic, and moving. Summer listened seriously and attentively, not missing a single sentence. In fact, she wanted to hear his voice and ingrain it in her heart. The surroundings were quiet, and all that echoed in her ears was the sound of the wind, as well as his deep, melodious voice. A long time had passed, and she was still reluctant to hang up. He suddenly said, “Come down. I am in front of the hospital.” Tears burst out of her eyes at that moment. She was afraid of making any sound, so she clenched her teeth, choking back her cry. “I am busy; I don’t think I can go down.” “I am waiting for you. I drove all the way here, shouldn’t you let me see you for a second?” Mark’s voice was deep, yet carried a hint of gentleness. “I am really busy. I can’t make it. I am just making some time to call you. Tomorrow, we will meet in the cafe across the street. I will wait f

No one could hurt Mark—not even a bit. But the look in Summer’s eyes and a word from her mouth could hurt him dearly..     Her words pierced into his heart like needles. Mark snickered, his voice hoarse. “Since this is what you want, then I will give it to you. But remember, I will no longer be available to you as no one will stay in one place and wait for someone forever.” For the first time, he loved a woman so much that he offered his heart to her, yet she threw it away. He got up and walked away, his steps not long and quick, as if he still had some expectations. Summer stared at him from behind, panting heavily, and tears rolled down her cheeks as an uncontrollable sadness consumed her. Hearing nothing from her, Mark sneered and laughed, and he never looked back. What else could he expect from her? If she did not want him to leave, she would have spoken just now. What else could he expect? Leaving the coffee shop meant the end between the two of them. It was a complete

The hospital The light in the emergency room was off. When Mark arrived, the doctor told him that the boy was unconscious and that he did not have a clue when the boy would wake up. Mark furrowed his brows and grabbed the doctor by his collar. The doctor was shocked, his expression changing. “We have tried our best. The patient has a congenital heart disease and might have a heart attack at that moment. So that is why…” Congenital heart disease?  Mark let go of the doctor and walked outside the ward, where a girl was crouching on the floor and crying. The doctor told him that this was the boy’s elder sister. The boy’s name was Ayaan Donovan, 12, and the girl was Makayla Donovan, 18. They were orphans.  The girl still looked immature and appeared to have an introverted personality, as she looked uneasy and lost. People said that children growing up in the orphanage were withdrawn and afraid of the crowd. She was green and quiet, sharing some characteristics with Summer. So

Sometimes, you come to your senses in just a matter of seconds, and you suddenly see the light at the end of the tunnel. The sadness, depression, and the feeling of suffocation were fading away. She was now different from the miserable look of the past few days. She was a little excited, her expression brightening up. But then, her expression froze as she looked in a particular direction. Those changes of expressions would never escape Grace’s eyes. She turned around and saw through the transparent glass of Mark and the girl getting into the car together. “No way is he going out with another girl so quickly. Look at your expression; you look like a grumbling woman. Are you sure you can let go of him?” Summer pulled back her eyes and stared at Grace, who was still chewing the straw. “Don’t you think the girl’s behavior is a bit of an eyesore?” “I just think you are jealous. Why do you think that girl is an eyesore to you? Have you thought of a solution?” “Almost.” Grace po

Charlotte was still young, but old enough to understand what Summer meant. Her tears started to flow. “Mommy, is that Daddy’s new girlfriend?” Summer said nothing, but hugged Charlotte in her arms with a flash of light in her eyes. She looked cunning, like a fox. Summer’s back was facing Daisy, so Daisy did not see her expression but Charlotte’s crying face. She felt sorry for Charlotte. Daisy had seen Charlotte grow up. It broke her heart as a grandma to see Charlotte crying. “Mommy, has Daddy abandoned me? Will Daddy have a baby with his new girlfriend and never want me again?” She cried so hard that she was out of breath. “It is okay, Charlotte. Daddy will have his new life, but he is still your daddy.” She carried up Charlotte and sat down by the window. Tears flowed down her cheeks like a river burst its bank. Her eyes reddened and swelled as she whimpered. “Will Daddy have children again?” Summer did not answer, but just gently patted Charlotte on the back and coaxe