Chapter 374


    Summer’s eyebrows moved slightly when she heard Mark''s voiceing beside her, but she did not


    look u p and continued to do what she was doing.


    When the basin of grapes was almost washed, she looked up and inadvertently saw that many of the


    grapes in the bunches in Mark''s and Charlotte’s hands had the skins broken, and grape juice was


    flowing out.


    Charlotte must think that it was not fun enough; she picked up the grapes oozing with juice and rolled


    them up and down Mark''s face. "Mark, don''t move. I a m giving you a massage.”


    Mark raised his brows, his face darkening. Charlotte saw his expression and stopped the dido because


    she was scared.


    The next second, Mark’s lips curled up as he picked a grape from the bunch of washed grapes, peeled


    the skin, and then shoved it under Charlotte’s short sleeves.


    The wet grape slid down Charlotte''s clothes and she writhed and giggled. Likewise, she grabbed a


    handful o f grapes from the water and stuffed them all in Mark''s ck silk shirt.


    Some grapes got stuck under his shirt, some were


    falling through his pressed suit pants onto the floor.


    Charlotte danced happily, jumping up and down, identally stepping on the grapes under her feet.


    The clean and tidy kitchen turned into a mess in an instant, and the floor was messy and dirty. Summer


    furrowed her brows. "Get out!”


    Charlotte shrank back for a second, quietening down. But she did not forget to shift the me by


    pulling at Mark’s pants. "Mommy is asking you to get out, Mark."


    "You little traitor." Mark narrowed his eyes, pretending to be angry.


    "Humph! I am not a little traitor. It was you who started this. I was just following you by doing what you


    did." She creased her nose and retorted, feeling not too happy.


    The stomped grapes were making the floor dirtier. Summer looked at Charlotte. "You, too.” Her voice


    was deep and serious.


    Charlotte felt hurt. She lowered her head, and clenched her little hands together, looking so innocent


    and adorable.


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    With his lips slightly raised, Mark bent down to sweep Charlotte into his arms and flicked his fingers on


    her forehead. "Mommy could put up with you no more, e h?"


    Charlotte pouted, saying not a word. She felt she was wrongly used. Mark smiled upon seeing her


    expression. He nced at Summer and then looked back at Charlotte. "Does Mommy look fierce like a


    tigress?"


    Charlotte cautiously nced at Summer, and then turned to hug Mark tightly and nodded like a


    pigeon." She looks like a tigress. Let''s run, Mark."


    He chuckled as he looked at Summer with a provocative look in his eyes. His charming face was


    gentle, and he looked cheerful.


    Summer remained silent, not talking to him. Seeing his triumphant look, Summer scooped up a ss of


    water from the basin and sshed it at him.


    Mark was quick thinking and dodged the ssh with Charlotte in his arms and then walked out of the


    kitchen with a smile on his lips.


    After the two of them left, Summer gritted her teeth, bent over, and cleaned up the mess on the floor.


    She should not have allowed them into the kitchen.


    Mark was leaning on the settee in the living room, while Charlotte hung on him like a monkey and her


    little hand fiddled with the remote control.


    Maria smiled upon seeing that. It looked like the rtionship between Mark and Charlotte had


    improved.