The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 489

This woman must have used some disingenuous means to bewitch Mark. Otherwise, Mark would not have behaved this way.

It was as if a layer of black cloth was wrapped around his eyes, blinding him. That woman had bewitched him.

Yvette would not listen to his reasoning at all, as anger had consumed her. "All this notwithstanding, you were the reason for the scars on Raine's face. How could you treat her like this?"

Raine felt so hurt, as if a sharp weapon had pierced into her heart.

Ronald stepped forward, held Raine by her shoulders, and let out a soft sigh.

"I feel guilty for Raine. But guilt is not the same as love. I will try my best to make up for it, in some other way," Mark said, as he looked at Raine and then at Yvette.

"I will never accept her, not in this life. She will never get to be part of the Valentine family, unless I am dead." Yvette banged her hand on the table.

"I want her." Mark spelled out his words, and then repeated himself. "I really want her."

His every word hurt Raine like salt being sprinkled onto her wound, which festered and was indescribably painful.

"I respect you as my mom, but you can't control me about who I should love. No one may decide that for m e."

Summer raised her head and looked at Mark's sharp-featured, sculpture-like face, her heart fluttering and melting.

When Mark got serious, he meant what he said, more than anyone else.

"I can't give what she wants. There are no two ways about it."

"I would not accept her, either. Since when did you become so unfeeling?" Ronald still had that stern look on his face.

Mark cocked a brow, his lips twitching before words flew out of his mouth. "I can't give Raine what she wants. Does this mean I am unfeeling? If this is your interpretation of unfeelingness, then you are shallow.

I know what I am doing."

"Perhaps not so in your heart, but that is what I think. Just think about what you and Raine have gone through four years ago, and look at it now. What else d o you want me to say?" Ronald snorted. Before he left, he shot a glance of displeasure at Summer.