Chapter 599


    Mark extended his arms and carried Charlotte, who was running towards him. He raised the family


    bucket with his right hand and asked, "Do you want some?"


    Charlotte''s eyes sparkled, and she raised her fair hands high as she eximed with her cute voice,"


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    Yes! Yes! Yes!"


    He carried Charlotte in his arms and stepped towards Summer. He stood behind her and asked with his


    shaped brows raised, "Will you have some with Charlotte?"


    "No need, I''m not hungry. I still have someundry to d o," she said without turning back as she kept


    her gaze low.


    He bobbed his throat and shifted his gaze away from her. He then carried Charlotte and stepped into


    her room. The room wasn''t huge, but it felt cozy, and there was a stalk of a flower in a vase on the


    table.


    Charlotte sat there with both her hands full as she enjoyed her fried chicken. She ate till her tummy was


    round, and she could not eat anymore.


    He smiled as he pulled Charlotte into his embrace. Hisrge handnded on her tummy, and he patted


    lightly on it.


    After having her tummy filled, Charlotte soon fell


    asleep not long after. Not being able to sleep soundly for the past few days, Mark too dozed off while


    hugging Charlotte.


    And that was what Summer had witnessed when she stepped into the room after finishing doing the


    Heid on the couch while their daughterid on his chest. Both were fast asleep as they breathed out


    soft snores.


    She stepped quietly, careful not to wake them. She took a nket and covered them up. Then, she


    headed to the kitchen and decided to make some noodles as she missed lunch at noon.


    After having her meal, she prepared materials for ss and had some papers to mark and correct.


    They had a long rest and had only awakened when the night came, and the street lights shone.


    Summer had already prepared dinner. There was mushroom soup and a few dishes. It had looked


    appetizing, and she was setting up the table.


    Charlotte obediently went and washed her hands before taking a seat on the dining table. She sat and


    watched as her mother filled up her bowl. She thought, ''The pink bowl is mine, and the blue one is


    mummy''s, but what about dad?''


    Mark naturally understood. She had never meant for him to stay for dinner.


    While he understood her intention, his actions were matters of their own.


    Ignoring her intentions, he walked to the kitchen.


    When he returned to the dining table, he held his own set of cutleries, a bowl, and a te. Then, he sat


    down and filled his tes and bowls with dishes. His movements were swift and fast.


    She eyed him but remained silent. She knocked on Charlotte''s bowl, motioning her to eat.


    Mark''s eyes softened, and they looked gentle as he watched and took in her actions.


    She had some noodles in the afternoon and just had some buns. Her brows furrowed slightly as she


    stared at the soup before her.


    He lifted his lean arm and lifted the bowl ced in front of her. He took a few sips and said, "It''s


    delicious."


    Summer''s heart pounded erratically, but soon after, she was reminded of her feelings of pain and


    agony.


    "It''s gettingte. We need to get some rest. You should leave." She ushered.