The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 345

Mark could read all her thoughts on that little face of hers. Her eyes were obviously telling him, Hurry up and leave already!'

'You are not going to work?' Charlotte's heart was a little distressed. She was thinking about complaining t o her Mommy and badmouthing him. There was no way she could do that if this Uncle Rascal refused to leave.

"Uncle, isn't your partner looking for you today?"

"He is not coming..."

"Uncle, do you have other things to do?"

"No..."

"So you must tag along?"

"Yes..."

"Uncle, Mommy and I are girls, and Uncle is a boy.

That's very inconvenient."

"It's okay..."

"Oh!" Charlotte's little head drooped with a wilting look. She stopped asking.

As for Mark, his handsome countenance turned grave. 'Just how much you wish me to leave. Don't you want my company?'

Suddenly, Charlotte's eyes lit up with joy. All her gloominess fled. She happily tapped the car window with both hands and yelled softly, "Mommy! Mommy! I'm here! Here!"

Apparently, Summer saw her too. She sped up her pace and quickly crossed the sidewalk. Charlotte jumped out of the car and leaped into her arms.

It had been only two days that they hadn't seen each other, but Summer felt as if she had not seen her for two years. With her little girl in her embrace, she felt that her empty heart was filled.

"Come on. Let Mommy take a good look at you, Charlotte." Summer could not hold back the bitterness in her nose. She squatted and touched Charlotte's little face.

'This is how shameless a CEO of a big corporate can b e. I finally get to witness this!'

Gritting her teeth, Summer had no choice but to get in the car with Charlotte in her arms. The three of them sat in the back seat next to each other, with Charlotte seated in the middle.

Charlotte was still a little child, so naturally, she couldn't notice the conflicts between the adults. Instead, while shaking her two fair, tender little legs, she looked at her Mommy, who remained silent, and

turned to Uncle Rascal. "Where are we going, Uncle?"

Although she was still a little girl, she was observant enough to know who was in charge!

"A place where you will like..." His deep voice still sounded hard and cold.

At the apartment--

Yvette stood in front of the apartment door and was about to reach out to key in the code. Suddenly, the door opened. Maria showed up holding a garbage bag i n her hand. She wanted to throw the garbage out.