The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 403

Knowing that her words had backfired, Beth snorted angrily and turned around. 'What is there to be proud o f? What is the difference between having difficulties moving his legs and being disabled!

‘Look at the way she talks. He’s just another disabled man. Did she have to be so rude, and so protective over him? Is she really that desperate for a man?'

"Your words are such music to my ears, Ms. Hart. Tsk tsk..."

A deep and cold voice came from behind, followed by a peal of applause that was rhythmic and loud.

Summer shivered lightly upon hearing those words. She turned around and saw Mark standing there behind her. His stance was upright, and his gaze cold a s ice.

"Why are you here?" she asked with a frown.

He lifted the edge of his lips without showing any emotions. Stepping forward, he squinted at the transparent plastic bag she was carrying. "Men’s slippers, shavers, home wear, toothbrushes, towels..."

His voice sounded very cold and deep as if he wanted his words to sink his one's heart, causing people to tremble.

"Yes, it’s quite complete. But I've forgotten the most important thing of all - birth control..."

Mark stared at her hard as he felt the blood in his body boil and rush up to his head. The heat was felt by every part of his body. He even had a strong urge to crush her into pieces...

He did not spend all the time traveling here just to listen to her being protective over another man!

'D*mn it!' She really knew how to get on his nerves, challenging his patience and limits again and again. All he wanted to do was strangle her until her neck snapped and break her fair legs while he's at it!

After hearing some footsteps, Charlotte ran out of her room as she called for her mommy lovingly. But as soon as she noticed Mark, she turned into a happy bird and hopped straight into his arms.

Mark bent his body and picked Charlotte up as he scanned the room. It was not too big or too small. The decoration in the room was exactly how the woman would like it.

Charlotte was just like a kangaroo hanging on Mark's body. Her soft hands were running around his face." When are we going to fly the kite, uncle?”

"When there is wind, of course..." His voice was deep. Though his words were directed at Charlotte, his fierce gaze was fixated on Summer.

Yet, Summer treated him as if he was invisible. She was busy with her own stuff as she completely ignored his presence.