Charlotte, with her little pink tongue stuck out, was looking at Kaka in curiosity. She then imitated Mark as she called Kaka.Kaka was wagging its tail happily as if it knew she was its young master. It gently bit her clothes, then rolled on the ground with its belly facing upwards.Charlotte giggled as she felt it was funny. She stuck out her little butt and gave Kaka a good pet.Not until she had enough fun did Mark take her back to the room. After setting her on the bed, he laid his willowy body next to her."Can I play with Kaka again tomorrow?" She tilted her head."Can..."Upon hearing his approval, she pushed her luck a little bit further. "But I want to go to the park with Mommy tomorrow, is that okay?"Mark raised his eyebrows and said nothing.Despite being at young age, Charlotte knew how to please others. She leaned over and kissed Mark on the cheek. "Uncle, please?" Her voice was tender and soft.Mark was slightly startled; his heart melted the second he felt the
Fortunately, Charlotte did not have difficulties sleeping on a different bed in a different room. She did not take long to fall into her slumber, likely because she had been worn out by her sobs and the ruckus she raised for the day.Suddenly, Mark's cell emitted a dim blue light, followed by vibration. He bent his arm to pick it up, got up, walked to the French window, and answered the call, "Mom..."He purposely kept his husky voice down as he was afraid that the little one on the bed would wake up from her slumber."Why are you speaking so softly?" Yvette, of course, noticed it.His thin lips moved. "I've just woke up. What makes you call me at this hour?" said the man in a casual tone."Mark, how's your Grandma's recovery lately? I'm thinking of visiting her in Athana," Yvette said."You don't need to go to Athana. She is almost fully recovered and will return to Norwood in a few days."Mark's words took a weight off her mind. "Oh good. I was kept in the dark because I could
The little girl who was drowsy and could not wake up no matter what he tried just now was now energetic. She held a handful of kibbles in each hand and said, "It's meal time, Kaka." Her voice was sweet and tender.Kaka wagged its tail briskly. It was much taller than Charlotte. The ferocious and majestic dog lowered its head while licking her little palms, quietly enjoying the kibbles."Wow, Kaka is awesome!" Charlotte's smiling eyes became crescent like, her rosy cheeks full of excitement. Series of loud clapping sounds were heard as she was brushing her two little hands together.Upon seeing this, Kaka was also excited. It leaped, resting its front paws on Charlotte's shoulders, her tongue licking her small face.The little girl was playful. Maria was left with no choice but to squat in front of her while holding her breakfast plate and patiently fed her.Charlotte did two things—playing with Kaka and having breakfast—simultaneously, without neglecting any.Mark's deep eyes fil
Mark could read all her thoughts on that little face of hers. Her eyes were obviously telling him, 'Hurry up and leave already!''You are not going to work?' Charlotte's heart was a little distressed. She was thinking about complaining to her Mommy and badmouthing him. There was no way she could do that if this Uncle Rascal refused to leave."Uncle, isn't your partner looking for you today?""He is not coming...""Uncle, do you have other things to do?""No...""So you must tag along?""Yes...""Uncle, Mommy and I are girls, and Uncle is a boy. That's very inconvenient.""It's okay...""Oh!" Charlotte's little head drooped with a wilting look. She stopped asking.As for Mark, his handsome countenance turned grave. 'Just how much you wish me to leave. Don't you want my company?'Suddenly, Charlotte's eyes lit up with joy. All her gloominess fled. She happily tapped the car window with both hands and yelled softly, "Mommy! Mommy! I'm here! Here!"Apparently, Summer saw her t
Yvette frowned and looked at her. “Why are you here?”“I have been assigned here by Mr. Valentine.” Maria knew that she was Mark’s mother.“Impossible, Mark disliked having maids!” other than places that required cleaning, Mark was never pleased with anyone else that showed up at his apartment.“I’m not serving Mr. Valentine but Ms. Valentine.”Yvette was baffled by her words. “Who is this Ms. Valentine?”“She is the daughter of Mr. Valentine…”Yvette couldn’t believe her ears. “Whose daughter did you say she is?”“The daughter of Mr. Valentine…” Maria repeated herself.Yvette felt it was ridiculous. When did Mark ever had a daughter!Then, she suddenly remembered Summer. Her heart began to race. Could it be…‘Could it be that Summer gave birth to a daughter?’Yvette’s heartbeat palpitated and suddenly felt her throat dry up. She asked Maria, “How old is the child?”“She’s three years old; a very cute and sensible child.” Maria answered honestly.‘Three years old. When Mar
Hearing that, Yvette was puzzled. “Mom, isn’t Mark your favorite? Why won’t you let him come, don’t you miss him?”“I do, but I can’t let him visit. He must have worn himself out during the three years in Athana. You must help him recuperate and let him have more rest.”“Mark can’t be as weak as you, could he? Don’t worry too much, you rest well.”“The three years in Athana had really worn Mark out…”“Mom, like I said, you pampered Mark too much; believe it or not, which of your words are not trying to defend him?”“If I don’t defend or pamper him, who else will do it?”At this, Ms. Moore raised her voice and continued,“When Mark was in Athana for over a year, he was searching every day for doctors and surgeons who could cure Raine’s face. But as Raine was recovering, I felt unwell and was sent to Athana to treat my cerebral hemorrhage. Mark had labored to care for me and had not rested.When I was in a coma for three months, he stayed by my side to care for me. Although I awo
In these recent years, Ronald had become more unruly.It was a quiet atmosphere in the car. Nobody said a word. Charlotte looked around her, feeling bored.‘Why isn’t mommy talking to the rascal?’“Mommy, why aren’t you talking to uncle?”Hearing that, Mark looked at her, then turned and locked his eyes onto Summer.Summer did not seem to notice him; she took out a Yogurt drink, plunged a straw into it, and gave it to Charlotte. “Because mommy has nothing to speak to uncle.”Charlotte bit the straw and nodded as if she understood it. “Now I know, mommy must hate uncle a lot!”“Why?” Mark interrupted.“Because when mommy is with uncle Dean or uncle Handsome, she isn’t like this. They will talk and laugh, but when she is with you, she doesn’t say anything. She must hate you!”Hmph, she also hated uncle Rascal, just like mommy! That was what her tiny brain concluded.She was afraid of him because when he got angry, he shouted at her, but mommy, uncle Dean, or uncle Handsome neve
The leaves were emerald green, and under the sunlight, its greenery was in full display; the leaves rustled at the gentle breeze, and the grapes dangled in the air like crystals.The air was filled with the scent of grapes, accompanied by the scent of nature; it was very aromatic.She turned and saw that he was at a booth beside them, and in it sat a middle-aged man.He took out fifty dollars from his wallet and handed it to the man; in return, he picked up three baskets, two large and a small one.Charlotte could no longer hold her excitement. She wanted to get down and struggled to free herself from her embrace.Summer bent down to let her stand on her feet. The notice board read adult tickets, twenty dollars per person; children, half price.There were extra charges for eating grapes; for takeaway, it would be measured by kilograms; tiny grapes cost six dollars per kilogram; large grapes and raisins cost twelve dollars per kilogram.The price was reasonable; furthermore, the