The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 678

In the car

The little girl was still lecturing Jazz, but he already had a headache. "I know I made a mistake," he immediately apologized.

Satisfied, Charlotte held out her little hand and said, " Give me your phone."

The phone was sitting there. She took the phone and had Jazz dial Summer's number and waited for her to pick up. "Mommy!"

"Charlotte, have you eaten?" Summer's voice was soft. After a few days without seeing her, she missed the little girl already.

"Little daddy won’t starve me. Where are you and Daddy? When will you be back? Have you forgotten m e? You two sneaked out to have fun without me!"

"Daddy and I will go back soon. I'll bring you souvenirs. Be a good girl and listen to your little daddy, okay?"

Summer hung up the phone and enjoyed the scenery before her. The moonlight shining on the sea was as though it was covering the sea with a layer of silver light, shimmering, sparkling.

The first glimmer of sunlight appeared on the horizon.

It was not yet bright. Summer looked at her side, and Mark was still asleep.

She did not want to wake him up, and she did not want to do that kind of thing as soon as she opened her eyes, so she moved very, very softly.

Even as she was about to walk out of the hotel, Mark still had no idea that she had left. Smiling, she walked out of the hotel.

Perhaps she got up too early, for the street was very quiet; only her footsteps echoed in the lane. The smell of flowers filled the air.

Even the streets here have a special atmosphere. It is not simple or boring, it is very romantic. The street was lined with flowers.

It was fast indeed, and within thirty minutes Mark was standing in front of her. He gently pinched her nose as if to punish her.

She glared at him. There were many people around. What was he doing?

The honeymoon was almost over and she wanted to buy some souvenirs. He patiently accompanied her while she was choosing the souvenirs.

In the evening, Summer saw someone sketching by the lake. She took Mark with her and sat on the beach.

Mark, who never liked this kind of thing, raised his handsome eyebrows to show his awkwardness, and Summer frowned. “Are you not willing to be in the picture with me?"

"Nope..." He knew how to answer her in her presence when she had that look on her face.

"Good. You know the right thing to do." Summer smiled, her head lazily resting on his shoulder, her hands wrapped around his neck.