All Chapters of The President's Accidental Wife: Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

“Mark, have you ever watched Shaun the Sheep?” Charlotte asked, as expected. Mark raised his brows in puzzlement as Charlotte started to explain. “It's Shaun the Sheep that I saw on the street. The kids can sit on it and rock it up and down.” He could vaguely remember something like that. So he nodded. “What about it then?” “You will be Shaun the Sheep, lying on the ground. I ride on your back, and you will rock up and down.” Mark’s expression stiffened. He had no words. “You have got to keep your word. Otherwise, you will be a liar, and I will never play games with you again.” Her callow voice sounded serious. Could he still retract his words when things had come to such a pass? His face darkened as he got down on all fours. Charlotte ran up to Summer with excitement. “Mommy! Coins! I want to insert coins!” The corners of her mouth turned upward as Summer found a one-dollar coin and gave it to Charlotte. Charlotte climbed onto Mark’s back and was ready to insert that

The light in the living room was off, and she did not intend to turn it on since she would return to the room after the phone call. The moonlight shone through the French windows onto the floor. She walked over slowly. When she saw a tall figure in the shade, it scared the daylights out of her, and the cell phone in her hand slipped and fell to the floor. “Do you have to be so scared?” Mark’s voice came as he bent over to pick up the phone from the ground. Grace, who was on the other end of the phone, heard a male voice and got excited. She could not help but speak louder. “Summer? I heard a man’s voice. Tell me who he is. It is late at night, and you are still with a man in your room. Are you two having a sizzling night? I do hope you are. You and Mark have been separated for four years. I am worried about you. But now it looks like you have gotten over it and found a new guy. I hope things will work out well for you.” Mark was delighted and angry at the same time upon hea

Summer pulled her hand back from his grip, walked back to the room and closed the door, then lay on the bed and closed her eyes. The reason they could get along peacefully was because of the peace agreement. She was very busy, very anxious; wanting to take Charlotte’s custody back. So she did not have so much time, or the mood to fight and waste her energy on him all the time. She did not want to end up physically and mentally exhausted while still having to face everything herself. The only thing she wanted most was Charlotte’s custody. It just so happened that she agreed to the peace agreement he proposed at this time. In fact, she had to agree to the peace agreement, as it was the wisest choice. If she did not agree, Mark would definitely not let her see Charlotte, and the change of custody he proposed to the court would definitely go ahead. Then, she would be the ultimate loser—she would not get to see Charlotte while the court proceeding would carry on. The peace agr

Summer had no words for Daisy’s comments, which sounded as if she was looking for a son-in-law. She liked Dean, but that kind of like was a feeling that stemmed from pride, honor, and appreciation of a friend, not love. Like does not equate love. Sherman was completely hammered, lying on the bar, unable to balance herself. She was three-months pregnant but her belly had yet to show. “You’re obviously not thinking about yourself and your child by drinking so much.” Summer went over and smacked her on the shoulder. “I don’t want the baby…” She suddenly looked up, her expression terrifyingly calm. Summer was taken aback and sensed something amiss. It unnerved her to see Sherman behaving this way. “What happened?” Sherman refused to tell her, but just laughed and poured her a glass of wine. “I will tell you when you have had enough.” “Please tell me first.” Sherman shook her head and chuckled. “You drink first, and I will tell you once you have had enough. Otherwise, I wo

She pieced the fragmented memories together and finally remembered everything. It was precisely because she remembered that she was so annoyed with herself, feeling angry and ashamed. “Don’t you need me to continue reminding you?” He was so kind and considerate. “The first time around, I was drunk and entered the wrong room, and then that ‘accident’ happened. But this time, it was you…” Besides the soreness all over her body, she had a headache and felt dizzy. Obviously, this was the result of a hangover. She did not want to hear a word from him. Indeed, she was to blame for what happened last night. This thing would not have happened had she not gotten drunk. She ignored him, wrapping herself up with the thin quilt and shuffled into the bathroom. Now she realized she could not really drink. Something would always happen whenever she got drunk. Mark watched her going into the bathroom and then pulled back his gaze. Seeing the mess on the floor, he frowned and made a pho