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A Contract Marriage After a ONS novel Chapter 513

Mark bent slightly and picked Summer up in his arms, and then carried her on his shoulders.

"Mark, let go of me! You need to put me down. Now! You bastard!” She kicked him with her legs and her stomach hurt from the tight grip.

After tricking Charlotte out, Mark closed the door. Pa! His big hands were already on her hips. "How am I a bastard, huh?"

"I shouldn't believe your words! You'll give me everything I want? It’s all lies!"

Four years ago, the password of the bank card was Raine's birthday, and four years later, the password of the laptop was still Raine's birthday!

He stooped to put her on the bed, and then he bent over her, and their bodies were close together. "Tell m e what happened..."

Her chest was heaving, she was panting, and her eyes were burning with anger. She did not answer his question.

"Even if I'm sentenced, you’ll have to let me know what I did wrong, don’t you?"

"The password!" She glared at him and squeezed two words out of her mouth.

The password...

He looked at her, obviously afraid of her misunderstanding again, and hurriedly explained," The password on the laptop was set up four years ago, and I haven't used the laptop for four years. Basically i t has become an abandoned product, so I don’t bother t o change the password." He explained in a magnetic hoarse voice.

Summer turned her head away from him, not listening to him and struggled to free herself from his grip.

Mark raised his handsome brows. He put his big arm around her from behind in an imperiously tight grip with the tip of his nose gently touching her neck, breathing out hot breaths at her. "Believe me, what I'm telling you is the truth. Since you can unlock the password of my laptop, you can unlock the password o f my mobile phone, too, yea?"

He turned to sit up, his arms hooking her to sit on his sturdy lap, with her body leaning against his warm chest, and handed her the phone. "Come one, try unlocking it..."

"Ho." Summer just threw the phone away.

Mark rolled his long sleeves up to his elbows, exposing his thick wrists. His short hair was messy, his beautiful face was charming, and he gazed at her with unfathomable eyes. "Come on, unlock it. There's a prize for unlocking it."

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