The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 315

"Why are you Baby Bop, not Barney?" Jazz asked, hugging her closer to his arms.

"Because I am small, Barney will look for food for Baby Bop. I don't have the money to buy things for

Baby Bop," she pouted and said justifiably.

Jazz broke into a smile and liked Charlotte even more. "Tell me, what else would you like to eat. I will

buy it for you."

Licking her lips, she pointed to the cotton candy on the side.

Jazz walked over and bought the largest one without saying a word. Charlotte smiled with her eyes

turning into crescent moons. She held the cotton candy in her hands, but she did not eat it. Instead,

she delivered it t o Jazz's mouth. "You may have it first, Uncle Handsome," she said, her voice tender.

Jazz was not a big fan of sweet things, but when he saw Charlotte's face, he felt like he was ready to

take a few glasses of syrups.

Charlotte then offered her cotton candy to Summer." You may eat it, too, Mommy.” NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

"Thank you, but you can have it all for yourself." Summer laughed. At first, she was here to accompany

Jazz. But now Jazz ended up giving them company instead.

Charlotte liked Jazz. She called him Uncle Handsome and refused to get down from his arms. Neither

would Jazz.

He did not look like he would let go of Charlotte soon. And Summer could absolutely do nothing about

them.

Summer took a few steps forward when her eyes inadvertently saw a man with whom she could not

have been more familiar with. She glanced at Charlotte, her blood rushing up to her head.

Santabaca was not a small city by any measure, but why did she bump into him repeatedly in just two

days? Why was she down on her luck these days?

Why the more she was afraid of something, the more frequent that something would happen?

That man had seen them, and that was why he was walking toward them.

Not good, Summer thought. Charlotte was still in Jazz’s arms at the moment. No way she could take

her and go away quick enough.

She panicked. The last time they were in the stairwell, he had only heard Charlotte's voice but not seen

her face, yet she still panicked.

How could she remain calm now when he was walking toward them and would be face to face with

Charlotte?

She should not have brought Charlotte out today.

Noticing Summer's reaction, Jazz said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Calm down, and

act natural. We'll roll with the punches and lie our way out if necessary."

Nodding, Summer eased up, calming down her pounding heart. They now had seen each other; there

was no escape.

Since this was unavoidable, the only thing that she could do was to face him calmly, and not to lose her

composure.

He seemed to be here for business, judging by the group of people flanking him left, right, and rear.

Many women in the surroundings were looking over this side.

When people saw him walking toward a man and a woman, they all stopped and stood there waiting.

Summer was telling herself in her mind not to panic, but her heart could still not stop thumping when he

got closer.

At last, Mark came in front of the two of them.

"What are you doing here, Mark?" It was Jazz who spoke first.