The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 650

"I know. The teacher says this is being a good wife and good mother. Nowadays many men want to marry this kind of woman," said the little girl seriously.

"I feel the same way. Should I find you another daddy? Your mommy is in such high demand right now, and i t should be easy to find one." She also cooperated with the little girl.

Mark’s face grew grimmer and grimmer. He stopped eating, stood up and hoisted Summer onto his shoulder. Summer felt her head spinning, and before she could scream, his big hand smacked loudly against her hips.

She was annoyed. Her hair completely covered her face, making her look disheveled. "Put me down!”

"Aren't you going to find her a new daddy? Go ahead then..." As he spoke, his big hand fell on her hips again.

His hand was big and strong, and as it fell on her hip, she felt the force, then a tingling pain.

"Ah!" Angry, she yelled at him, "Let me down. My head i s spinning. I'm dizzy."

Charlotte sat in the chair and looked at them quietly, her short legs crossed and she said, "Go on and bully Mommy. I think in today's society, a man should not

fail a woman who washes his underwear! And yesterday I saw Mommy washing your underwear with her own hands!"

Summer paused, turned around and asked, "Charlotte, who taught you that?"

Where did she learn that a man should not fail a woman who washes his underwear, huh?

"Nobody taught me that. It's on TV every day!” Charlotte's little mouth pouted high, and her little apple pink face was full of discontent and complaints. "There are so many TV stations but only two stations play Shaun the Sheep and Barney all day. The rest is all about love and romance, which is totally disrespectful to children!"

"Cough..." She could not help coughing, and her stomach was still against Mark's shoulder. It was uncomfortable, but she really wanted to laugh.

"Go and teach your daughter, don't stand in front of m e. I want to eat."

Mark sat opposite her with a charming smile on his handsome face, trying to lighten the mood.

In the evening, Summer took Charlotte downstairs and met an unwelcome person. No one but Yvette deserves to be called an unwelcome person at this point.

"Why are you here?" Summer came straight to the question.

Yvette was no ordinary person. For most people, if you were polite to them, they would be polite to you, but Yvette was different. The more polite you were, the more arrogant she got. The most important thing was that she was unreasonable.

"Since I’ve come to see you, shouldn’t you invite me in for a cup of tea? What bad manners." Yvette sneered.