The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 356

She could never compete with him for custody.

Yvette was still sitting in the living room, as she still had some questions to ask Mark.

Mark had changed into a clean set of clothes and came out. He took a sip of water. "What are you doing here?"

"Your grandma is worried about you. She wants to make sure I buy you some supplements. By the way, who is that child?” She pretended she did not know.

Unconsciously, his voice became deep and soft: "She i s my daughter.” His voice spontaneously became gentle.

"With Summer?" she asked knowingly.

Mark nodded, sat down on the settee, and folded his legs in a graceful fashion.

"She didn’t demand things such as money from you? She was sanctimonious." Again, she tried to sound him out.

Her words caught Mark’s attention. "What did you hide from me four years ago? What do you mean by saying she was sanctimonious?" 1 "Four years ago, when you took Baine abroad and gave

me a blank check to pass to Summer, she sanctimoniously refused it. I tore up the check afterward."

Mark sat up straight on the settee. "Why didn’t you tell me this until now?"

"She refused to accept the check, no matter how hard I tried to convince her. Besides, you were in Athana, and I had forgotten about it as time went by."

His eyes were as deep as a whirlpool, his lips pressed into a straight line, and his expression did not look good.

He had been thinking that Yvette had given Summer the check, not knowing that that was not the case.

"Do you want the bacteria to chew off all your teeth?-Maria, get a few bunches of grapes and wash them."

Mark's feelings for the child surprised Yvette. It was much deeper than she had imagined. He was very protective of her.

She frowned and decided to talk about it openly. " Mark, do you want it or not?"

She was really curious about whether he wanted custody of the child.

Charlotte was still young and understood none of this. She took the grapes she picked herself and chomped o n them, totally enjoying it. "They are sweet!"

Mark got what she meant, but he said not a word. His expression deepened, and he pursed his lips. Using his warm fingers, he wiped off the grape juice that overflowed from the corners of Charlotte's mouth.

"Mark." Charlotte smiled as he handed a few grapes u p to his mouth. Her smile broadened when Mark did not respond. "It was sour at noon, but this time it’s really sweet. Try it."