The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 229

Compared with other pregnant women, she seemed to have a smaller belly, but slightly pointed and slightly round, which was beautiful.

There was a tiny life inside. It was a really subtle, strange feeling.

He ran his big hand over the clothes and finally chose two for her, a long dress and a loose T-shirt.

They were not designer clothes, but they were comfortable. At the cashier, Summer took out the money before Mark and handed it to the cashier.

Mark’s handsome, gentle face immediately turned sullen and his eyes narrowed. How much did she hate his money?

He did not explode in anger. He just watched quietly a s Summer took the change and the paper bag.

The total cost of the two clothes was $220, and the quality and fabric were soft to the touch.

Summer was pleased with her purchase. After all, pregnancy only lasted for a few months. There was no need to buy expensive clothes.

She only needed them for a few months, and she was definitely not going to wear them again.

The atmosphere around her was so quiet. She turned around, and found that the man's eyes seemed to be fixed on her, but said nothing.

"What’s wrong?” Summer thought there was something wrong with her and looked up and down.

"Why won’t you use the card I gave you?" Mark stared deeply at her with his eyes narrowed.

She paused slightly for a moment, and then smiled, shaking the paper bag in her hand, and said, "Mr. Valentine, it was only $220. Is it worth a swipe?"

His handsome brows furrowed and his stare deepened. "Well, what about the $700,000?"

Summer immediately stopped shaking the paper bag. She was a little puzzled at first, but then she remembered Sherman's unusual question the night before, and she knew what was going on.

This successfully infuriated Mark. His eyes became so fierce and cold as if he wanted to devour her whole being, and even his deep voice was squeezed through his teeth. "Mrs. Valentine, who am I to you?"

Without hesitation, Summer answered, "My husband."

"So you know that I am your husband..."

Without looking at her again, he turned and walked straight ahead.

He was so tall, and his legs were so long that he left Summer far behind in just a few steps.

Summer frowned. Was he angry with her? How could he lose his temper!

Summer did not go after him. She walked leisurely with the paper bag in her hand, then decided to take a taxi home.