The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 310

She was afraid that Mark would hear it.

She would be lying to think that she was not scared.

She was afraid that Mark would take Charlotte away. After all, Charlotte was his child, too.

But at this time, she also understood more clearly that she must not panic and let him see the slightest

clues on her face.

She took a deep breath to calm herself down, then quietly studied his expression, trying to find out

whether he was paying attention to those voices.

But there was no emotional fluctuation on his charming face. His darkened eyes just stared deadly a t

her, as if they were chopping her up alive.

She felt relieved, her tense muscles easing up, yet she still could not help swallowing nervously.

As long as his attention was on her, he might not hear what Charlotte said.

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It was not until the footsteps disappeared that

Summer felt a sense of relief. And now she was more confident.

"Shouldn’t you leave now, Mr. Valentine? There is nothing to talk about between us. What we should

say, what we can say, we have said it all.”

Mark curled up his lips with a bitter expression, his deep voice filled with warning as he squinted at

her." You had better stay away from Jazz. Or else, do it at your own risk.”

"That's funny. You may control yourself, but can you control others?” She snickered.

Evoking a frightening smile, he slowly leaned forward, looking down at her with the corner of his sexy

lips turning up into a ruthless smile. "You had better not doubt my words. I am a scheming

businessman-this was your conclusion about me last time. So a businessman like me will hit you where

it hurts. Do you understand?"

Standing with her back straightened, Summer folded her arms on her chest and deliberately asked, "I

don't understand why you are so resentful of me being together with Jazz."

"Seeing my brother sleeping with my ex-wife and doing all those things that we have done together

before really disgusts me."

"Only you can be so sick and disgusting. Have you ever felt disgusted when you sleep with your aunt?”

She felt like giving him a fair one.

His gaze was deep, like a vast ocean, with waves billowing inside. Mark said not a word, but just stared

at her.

Summer closed her eyes for a while, then opened them up slowly. Was he feeling bad for Raine and

was angry at her at the moment?

Actually, she did not have to do this.

Had she not told herself to forget? Why should she bring up things that make her feel sick again? Four

years had passed; so why bother to think about it?

Without looking at him or saying a word, Summer turned around and dashed up the stairs.