The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 591

She had not known that love was such a difficult and painful thing. She thought that being in love meant they could be together. However, it wasn't as simple as she had imagined.

Finally, they were separated by a great chasm, where n o one could traverse.

After losing her father, she couldn't afford to lose her mother. She was adopted at a young age, and it was her mother who raised her through thick and thin.

She was in anguish, but his sorrow was nowhere lighter than hers...

Staring at her again for a long time, Mark turned around and took hold of Yvette's arm. He bowed politely toward Daisy and apologized, "Aunty, I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble today. I will come again another day to apologize."

"There is no need. The Valentines shall have nothing t o do to us anymore. You don't need to come. I won't let you in. Now, leave!" 1

"I'm sorry!" Then, he led Yvette away.

Getting into his black Bentley, Mark did not utter a word. He drove at a very fast speed.

Yvette sat on the other side. She knew she couldn’t let her son despise her, so she said, "Mark, mom spewed

nonsense because I was blinded by anger. Besides, there's no way I could hold my anger in check when such a thing happens to our family!”

Hearing her words, Mark glanced at her abstrusely and gloomily. "There are things... that I don't wish to see twice,” he uttered.

In the end, she was still his mother, the mother who gave birth to him and raised him.

Not long after, Summer, too, was chased out of the house. Daisy still didn’t want to see her. She had not yet overcome the sorrows. 1

Summer wandered the streets and meandered aimlessly until it was the end of the working hour. Then, she fetched Charlotte from kindergarten.

"Who told you that I hated you?"

Mark gripped her shoulders tightly with his hands as they exchanged glances.

"I never hated you because of his imprisonment. I am a businessman. Just as you said a long time ago, all businessmen are evil; I am not kind either. If the child who died that day was someone else's, and they wanted him in prison, I would not let them send him t o prison despite my deep hatred..."

He paused and looked through her eyes, trying to see into the deepest reaches of her heart and mind." Because it was you, because of you and our child.

Even if you did not take such action, I would have sent him to prison myself. But I hoped that you would do it yourself to bring down your adversary. All I wish for you is to be happy, not to suffer. Since when have I ever hated you?"

Summer trembled in her heart. Her palms grew slightly warm, but she remained silent.

"Furthermore, the words that you said in front of your mother, it was a situation where I couldn't stop you. If I had done so, I would only put you into a more difficult situation and cause your relationship with her to stiffen. And if we continued..."