The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 374

Summer’s eyebrows moved slightly when she heard Mark's voice coming beside her, but she did not look u p and continued to do what she was doing.

When the basin of grapes was almost washed, she looked up and inadvertently saw that many of the grapes in the bunches in Mark's and Charlotte’s hands had the skins broken, and grape juice was flowing out.

Charlotte must think that it was not fun enough; she picked up the grapes oozing with juice and rolled them up and down Mark's face. "Mark, don't move. I a m giving you a massage.”

Mark raised his brows, his face darkening. Charlotte saw his expression and stopped the dido because she was scared.

The next second, Mark’s lips curled up as he picked a grape from the bunch of washed grapes, peeled the skin, and then shoved it under Charlotte’s short sleeves.

The wet grape slid down Charlotte's clothes and she writhed and giggled. Likewise, she grabbed a handful o f grapes from the water and stuffed them all in Mark's black silk shirt.

Some grapes got stuck under his shirt, some were

falling through his pressed suit pants onto the floor.

Charlotte danced happily, jumping up and down, accidentally stepping on the grapes under her feet.

The clean and tidy kitchen turned into a mess in an instant, and the floor was messy and dirty. Summer furrowed her brows. "Get out!”

Charlotte shrank back for a second, quietening down. But she did not forget to shift the blame by pulling at Mark’s pants. "Mommy is asking you to get out, Mark."

"You little traitor." Mark narrowed his eyes, pretending to be angry.

He chuckled as he looked at Summer with a provocative look in his eyes. His charming face was gentle, and he looked cheerful.

Summer remained silent, not talking to him. Seeing his triumphant look, Summer scooped up a glass of water from the basin and splashed it at him.

Mark was quick thinking and dodged the splash with Charlotte in his arms and then walked out of the kitchen with a smile on his lips.

After the two of them left, Summer gritted her teeth, bent over, and cleaned up the mess on the floor. She should not have allowed them into the kitchen.

Mark was leaning on the settee in the living room, while Charlotte hung on him like a monkey and her little hand fiddled with the remote control.

Maria smiled upon seeing that. It looked like the relationship between Mark and Charlotte had improved.