The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 74

Everyone except Raine was present for breakfast in the Valentine mansion.

Yvette looked up at Mark. "Your grandma called this morning. She asked you to visit her in Norwood."

"Did she say anything else?" He stopped what he was doing. His deep voice had a touch of

gentleness.

"She said that she hadn’t seen you for a long time and missed you. But she is busy and can't come. So

she asked you to go to Norwood instead."

"Okay." He gently replied. "I will go with Summer tomorrow."

'Summer?'

As far as Summer could remember, this was the first time Mark called her by her name. It felt

amazingly pleasing to the ears.

Yvette's expression changed slightly, but she hid it well.

"Without Summer here, Mom will feel lonely in this vast mansion." She made a lovely excuse for

Summer.

What else could Summer say when Yvette had already said so?

Summer snapped back and let out a smile. "Mom has

a point. I will stay."

Pleased with the answer, Yvette patted her on her shoulder. It looked like this was the first time Yvette

was happy with her.

Feeling a little flattered, Summer put up a stiff smile.

Mark raised an eyebrow, and he glanced over at her a few times.

"Mom, do you think grandma really misses me? She made this an excuse to see her granddaughter-in-

law. Since we haven't had our honeymoon, and Summer is still on leave, I am thinking we can have the

best of both worlds by visiting Grandma while having our honeymoon at the same time in Norwood."

Yvette was not too happy, but she could say nothing but nodded her head. "It is up to you."

"I will go to Norwood with you tomorrow, too. I have been thinking of doing so since Grandpa has

called," Lily chimed in.

"Very well. At least you guys can look after each other on the road," Yvette said to Lily with an affable

smile.

Jazz, who had been remaining silent all this while, put down his cutlery. "I miss Grandma, too."

Yvette immediately shot him a look. "You had better stay here and concentrate on your study."

Denied the opportunity to go to Norwood, Jazz sulked, looking not too happy.

After breakfast, Mark went off to work. With only Yvette at home, it was impossible for Summer to stay i

n the house.

She meandered around town aimlessly, thinking of buying some gifts for Mark's grandma.

She called Mark, asking about his grandma's likes and dislikes. She decided to buy some local

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At night, she had just finished doing her mask when the door was pushed open. Mark walked into the

room, threw his black coat on the sofa, and then poured himself a glass of red wine.

"What time is the flight tomorrow?" Summer asked.

"Eight in the morning.”

"Do we need to pack up?" she asked again.

He took a sip of the red wine. "That won't be necessary."

She nodded, but still took out a luggage bag. She had bought quite an amount of stuff, which was

impossible to carry without a luggage bag.

Sitting listlessly on the settee, Mark squinted sideways at Summer, watching her shoving stuff into the

luggage bag. "What are those?" he asked.

"Local specialty products." She did not look up but struggled to shove more stuff into the already full

luggage bag. She must have bought too many things.

"It is very thoughtful of you, Mrs. Mann."

Summer gave him a I-know shrug.

"Is there still food left in the kitchen?"