In these recent years, Ronald had become more unruly.
It was a quiet atmosphere in the car. Nobody said a word. Charlotte looked around her, feeling bored.
'Why isn't mommy talking to the rascal?'
"Mommy, why aren’t you talking to uncle?"
Hearing that, Mark looked at her, then turned and locked his eyes onto Summer.
Summer did not seem to notice him; she took out a Yogurt drink, plunged a straw into it, and gave it to Charlotte. "Because mommy has nothing to speak to uncle."
Charlotte bit the straw and nodded as if she understood it. "Now I know, mommy must hate uncle a lot!"
"Why?" Mark interrupted.
"Because when mommy is with uncle Dean or uncle Handsome, she isn't like this. They will talk and laugh, but when she is with you, she doesn't say anything. She must hate you!"
Hmph, she also hated uncle Rascal, just like mommy! That was what her tiny brain concluded.
She was afraid of him because when he got angry, he shouted at her, but mommy, uncle Dean, or uncle
Handsome never shouted at her!
Mark’s face stiffened; coincidentally, they had also arrived at their destination. The car came to a stop, and the chauffeur said, "Mr. Valentine, we’ve arrived."
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