The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 587

Charlotte wanted to watch cartoons, yet she could not find any after searching the channels using the remote control. Suddenly, her eyes brightened." Mommy, it’s daddy. Daddy is on TV!" she called out.

Summer was preparing her medicine. She was down with a mild cold due to the recently chilling weather.

"Mommy, look quickly, daddy is a hero, daddy is on T V!" She hopped around excitedly.

Summer took a glance. It was the scene outside the courthouse crowded by reporters. Mark stood in the middle, looking distinguished and full of swagger.

"Come, take your medicine. Then, off you go to bed." She sat on the sofa and looked away.

Charlotte was flapping her little hands excitedly. "I must tell all my friends at kindergarten tomorrow!"

'She's still a child. She won't understand even if I try t o explain so why bother.'

Summer had suffered insomnia since her father's death. She was afraid of falling asleep. Whenever she closed her eyes, she would see her father and his horrendous death, as if she was under a curse to keep on reliving the nightmare. She couldn’t forget it! Comment by Chein Ling Foo: Original

time seemed as though it was possessed, and she was afraid of falling asleep

The raw says 'It was as if Summer was possessed during these days', not the 'time was possessed'. Comment by Qin Le: got it.

He had fallen to his death, lying face down, drenched i n blood. His face was barely recognizable...

It was another sleepless night. Summer walked to the window and opened it, wanting the cold breeze to clear up her head.

Incidentally, she saw Mark’s black Bentley downstairs. In the distance, she could see him smoking. She was afraid that he might notice her, so she quickly hid behind the window.

He smoked cigarettes one after another without pause as if he could only find relief by inhaling nicotine into his lungs.

Gordon arrived in Santabaca at noon. Yvette pestered him, wanting him to find a way to get Ronald out.

"Get him out? How would you do that? Everyone in town is aware about what happened. Do you think he can get out? Surely, he deserves what he did. For the sake of his mistress, he murdered his own grandchild. What mercy are you pleading for him now?” 1

It had been a while since they last met. Gordon had recovered very much. However, when he lost his temper, his eyes were glaring, his expression fierce.

"Besides, this is what the court has received this morning. Read it carefully!"

A document landed on the table as he spoke, and Yvette picked it up. It was about Summer pressing charges against her.

"I committed no murder. Did she think her charges would work?" Yvette said with some contempt. "I only pushed Samantha. Blame it on their bad luck, not me!"

"Forget about the Valentine family, do you still want to be part of the Angelo family?" Gordon uttered sternly," From now on, don’t you ever mention Ronald's name t o me!"