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The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 393

Summary for Chapter 393: The President's Accidental Wife

What Happens in Chapter 393 – From the Book The President's Accidental Wife

Dive into Chapter 393, a pivotal chapter in The President's Accidental Wife, written by Floria. This section features emotional turning points, key character decisions, and the kind of storytelling that defines great Billionaires fiction.

"Understood..."

"Speak louder. Do you understand?"

"Understood!”

"Now go to sleep.”

Charlotte did not dare to make a sound. She sniffled a s she lay on the bed, pulled the quilt over, and closed her eyes. Her palm still hurt, but she did not dare to say a word.

Summer loved Charlotte very much. She had hardly lost her temper with Charlotte. But when she did, Charlotte would quake in her boots.

After a while, Charlotte fell asleep. Perhaps because of the crying, her chest was still heaving in her sleep.

Summer brought a basin of warm water, moistened a towel and wrung it out, then gingerly wiped the tears away from Charlotte's face.

Sitting on the sofa with his long legs crossed in an elegant fashion, Mark looked on and took everything that happened in front of him in.

His gaze was so deep that it was as if a bottomless whirlpool that sucked people in. His pupils were fixated on Summer from behind, his gaze dark as ink.

The ward was so quiet that Summer could hear a pin drop. She was cleaning up Charlotte while Mark sat o n the couch, looking at her from behind.

His cell phone vibrated in silence mode just then. He got up and walked out of the ward to answer the phone.

"Mark, where are you now?" It was Yvette's voice.

"What’s the matter?" He asked back, not answering Yvette's question.

"Mark, if you still have a bit of human touch, you should know that this is not the time to bring up this topic."

Besides, it was not the time to talk about this topic.

Charlotte had met with a traffic accident, and she had only regained consciousness yesterday. Did he have to be so cruel?

She looked him in the eyes, her expression calm and cold as if a pool of water. "Mark, don’t you think you are a bit too cruel?"

"Not at all." His lips twitched as he spelled out his words.

"Then we have nothing to talk about. I don’t care if you are in a hurry, but we will only talk about it in two weeks."

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