Summer did not say anything more, and she did not object.
He curled his lips into a faint smile, wrapped his arms around her tiny waist, bent over and pecked her red lips. "Whatever is beautiful, whatever is the best, whatever she likes, I want it in front of her. It makes m e feel happy as a father, and it gives me a sense of accomplishment that I can’t describe."
"So if your daughter wants the stars in the sky, can you pull them down for her?"
"Why not?" He touched her fair, smooth cheek and looked at her intently with tenderness. "If you want it, i f I have it, if I can afford it, why not?"
His heart was filled with love with her and their child. As long as they want it, he would go to great lengths to get it for them.
As long as you want it, as long as I have it, as long as I can afford it, why not?
Summer was deeply moved by such a simple sentence, and her eyes turned a little red. She turned away shyly and pretended to look at Charlotte.
"But when did you become so cheesy?" She could not help turning back to ask him.
As his Adam's apple rolled up and down, Mark ran his long fingers through her hair and said, "Did you have t o ruin it?"
Summer smiled and stood on tiptoe, kissing his lips a s if silently reassuring him.
This gesture was obviously too satisfying for him. His arms closed around her tiny waist and bent over her, giving her a deep kiss.
Meanwhile, Charlotte had quickly filled her shopping basket with pencils, backpack, play-doh; whatever she could reach.
As she gently breathed out, her fingers fell on the keyboard, slowly typing Raine’s date of birth, and she could even clearly feel the slight quiver between her fingers that she could not control.
However, at the moment when the screen unlocked, she obviously felt her heart ache as if it was slashed b y something.
"Pah!" She closed his notebook, walked back to the sofa, picked up Charlotte directly and walked toward the door.
Mark saw the anger on her face and wondered what was going on. Why did she get so angry all of a sudden?
"Summer!" His long legs strode forward, his big hand gripping her wrist. "What happened?"
She gave him a glance and then continued to walk forward without saying a word.
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