The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 612

It was not until noon that Summer woke up at leisure. I n fact, she woke up hungry. She raised her hands and casually tied up her hair with ribbons, and felt an indescribable sense of casualness.

She had not eaten spaghetti for a long time and was now craving it. Mark and Charlotte had no objection, and so the three of them went to a nearby Italian restaurant. 1

The weather had gotten colder than before. Charlotte did not have any coats, so they went to a mall and bought bags of clothes.

Charlotte picked a small pink coat, Summer a tassel jacket, and Mark a black trench coat.

After checking the date, Summer did not plan to accompany Mark back to his office. Instead, she wanted to go to the cemetery because she missed her dad.

"I will go with you.” Mark wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

Nodding, she went to the florist and bought a bouquet.

It was still sunny in the morning, but now it was overcast with clouds, and it seemed that it would not b e long before it rained.

Sure enough, it started to rain when they got to the cemetery. It was a downpour. Fortunately, they had come prepared with an umbrella.

When Summer came to her dad’s tombstone, she saw Daisy sitting on the ground. She must have been sitting for some time as she was soaked to the skin.

“Mom." Summer called her, hurriedly coming up to her and held the umbrella over her head and struggled to help her up.

Mark put Charlotte down, squinting his eyes as he strode over and helped Daisy up with ease.

But as soon as Daisy saw Mark, she flung his hand away with a disdainful expression on her face. "Go away! You go away!"

There was an unruffled expression on Mark's charming face, and he stood there motionless.

"Carrying on the mistakes of the previous generation t o the next makes little sense at all, does it?"

"It makes little sense. But do you know what your family has done to us? How can you brush aside everything with just a few words?”

Obviously, Mark's words agitated Daisy again. Daisy’s chest was heaving, and she felt short of breath. She passed out on the spot as her vision went dark.

"Mom!" "Mrs. Hart!"

There was chaos, and Daisy was then taken to the hospital.

"You had better go now. I am afraid she will lose it again when she wakes up and sees you." Summer was leaning against the wall, feeling tired.

"I will leave when she wakes up. Let me stay here with you before that." His voice was slow, deep, but gentle.