The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 441

Mark put down the newspaper and looked at the fluffy little head of Charlotte who was sitting on his lap. Apparently, her hairstyle no longer existed since she had woke up from her slumber. Her hair was as messy as a bird's nest.

'Style her hair?'

He squinted while rubbing his temples, his eyebrows twitching a little.

Charlotte was pouting. "Uncle doesn't know how to do it?" She was a little disappointed.

Mark raised her eyebrows. With his strong arms, he set her on the ground. After a long stare, he picked up a hairbrush. 1

Obviously, it was the first time he did this kind of thing. The process was somewhat frustrating. The strands of hair on the right he had brushed earlier would fall out of place when he proceeded to brush the ones on the right. And when he had finally done brushing the right side, the same thing would happen t o the left. He just could not complete the mission.

On top of that, he did not control his strength well. He accidentally pulled the roots of Charlotte's hair. "It hurts..." She was in pain until her eyes went teary.

After a long while, Mark had finally done tidying Charlotte's hair. It was supposed to be a straight

ponytail. But, obviously, the ponytail deviated to a side.

"Uncle, it doesn't look pretty." Charlotte looked in the mirror while swinging her ponytail.

After looking at it for a moment, Mark agreed with her that it did not look pretty.

However, he considered his performance to be good enough for able to tie a ponytail. Then he glanced at the hairbrush. There were few strands of hair on it— the strands of hair that he had torn off.

At this moment, the doorbell rang. A glint of dim light flashed in Mark's deep eyes. He checked the time. It's just past eight o'clock, she came this early? '

He casually opened the door. As soon as he saw it was Yvette standing outside the door, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. "Mom."

"Raine will be home today. It was a ten o'clock flight. She did not let me tell you because she was afraid that you were busy

"I think I’d better come over and tell you. Go pick her u p at the airport. She has been so busy these days that she has not taken any break, and yet she returned overnight.

"There are still some scars on her face. I'm afraid she will feel uncomfortable for coming back for the first time after fours years apart. Thus, you can hand this kid over to me, I will take care of her."

Upon hearing this, Charlotte flinched into Mark's arms and hugged him tightly. Apparently, she was not happy.

"I'll take her with me instead," Mark said. Obviously, h e did not have the intention to let Yvette take care of Charlotte.

Hearing this, Yvette glanced at Charlotte. A flame of anger burned within her. 'Look at how she behaves. Did she think that I would eat her? Sure enough, she is not adorable at all!

'Why would I want her? I'll have a grandson when Mark gets married..'