Chapter 340


    Maria was struck dumb, not knowing what Mark was doing.


    A huge German Shepherd was squatting in the living room, baring its teeth and growling.


    Mark was sitting at the dining table with Charlotte on hisp. Charlotte was in fear, her two hands


    clenching on Mark''s clothes in front of his chest.


    Mark then delivered a spoonful of porridge over, and Charlotte opened her mouth and ate. She no


    longer resisted.


    Maria was even more dumbfounded. She had asked Mark to coax Charlotte, not to frighten her like


    this.


    Mark brought out a big dog instead of talking to Charlotte nicely and coaxing her. Even Maria was


    frightened at seeing the big dog, let alone Charlotte.


    But she could understand that; few men knew how to coax children.


    This method obviously worked well. Charlotte had finished an entire bowl of porridge.


    Handing the empty bowl to Maria, Mark carried Charlotte back to the room, put her on the bed, and


    took off her shoes. "Go to sleep.”


    Charlotte peeked at the dog in the living room through the gap in the door, which was open ajar. She


    was still in fear. Mark pulled the quilt over her. "Go to sleep now. Or else Kaka wille in," he said in


    a gentle tone of voice.


    Kaka was the name of the German Shepherd. Charlotte quickly closed her eyes.


    Mark chuckled. He waited until Charlotte was sound asleep before he returned to his room and looked


    at his documents.


    An hourter, he suddenly pushed everything aside, feeling upset.


    And the culprit that upset him was that woman.


    She had feelings when making out with someone else? Who was that man? Dean Singleton?


    The more he thought about it, the more irritable he became. He put his hand to his forehead and gently


    kneaded his brow, then got up and walked over to the wine cab for a bottle of wine.


    As he walked past Charlotte''s room, he heard a whimper inside the room.


    Mark stopped and frowned. Turning around, he entered the room and flicked the light switch on.


    A bump was wriggling under the quilt. He walked over and pulled the quilt away, only to see Charlotte


    crying. Her eyes reddened, tears and snot on her face. She looked pitiful.


    Charlotte buried her face in the quilt and whimpered when she saw Mark. "Bad! You are a bad guy! You


    are a big bad guy! You don''t let me see Mommy, and asked the big dog to bite me. Get out! I miss


    Mommy, I want Mommy...”


    She was small in size, alone in the dark room, crying her heart out with tears and snot all over her face.


    A soft sigh leaked out of Mark’s mouth. He softened, feeling sorry. He took her out of the quilt with both


    hands and wiped her tears away. "Stop crying."


    She felt wronged and there was no way she could stop her tears. He said what he said while she cried


    even louder than before.


    "Stop crying."


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    "Kaka is out there.”


    "You are a big bad guy! I miss Mommy. I want Mommy!"


    He kneaded his forehead with his fingers. Atst, he gave in. "Do you want a cell phone to call your


    mom?"


    Charlotte, who was still crying a second ago, had stopped cryingpletely all of a sudden. She


    looked at Mark with tears still in her pitiful eyes, extending a hand. "Cell phone, call Mommy."


    Charlotte turned on a dime. Yet Mark could do nothing about her and her tears.