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A Contract Marriage After a ONS novel Chapter 529

Mark nodded back before he reached into her dress with his big hand.

All of a sudden, Summer's cheeks burned red as she ground her teeth. "Take your perverted hand out of my dress!"

There were countless tourists walking around them.' How shameless is he to do this out in public?'

The sky gradually got darker before it turned completely dark. Charlotte was also done having fun o n the beach. She begged to have dinner, as she was feeling hungry.

Sanctum Isles had many local delicacies. The three of them headed downtown and found a restaurant. It was not a fine dining restaurant, but it was crowded with customers. Their business was thriving.

They ordered a number of dishes including a soup that was brewed with a variety of seafood, such as abalone, scallops, lobster, etc....

Charlotte leaned towards the dishes and had her hands on the table the whole time. The food was delicious, and she was enjoying herself. Summer had also gobbled up her share of lobster and soup.

They were very full from eating, and their stomach felt

bloated, so they decided to walk back to the hotel instead. As they were walking, they passed by a pharmacy. Summer then nudged Mark and said, "You should get it. I’ll wait for you here with Charlotte."

Mark wore a faint smile as he stepped into the pharmacy and asked the staff to get him some pregnancy tests.

He was casually leaning over the counter when the staff was printing out his receipt, scanning through the instruction booklet of the pregnancy tests.

The staff was close to having a nosebleed as his whole being was radiating a strong aura of maturity and elegance. "Here’s your change, sir."

"Thanks..." Mark said in a magnetic voice as he turned around and left the pharmacy while the staff watched him leave with a lingering gaze.

Mark bought both the pregnancy test stick and strip. Summer looked down and rummaged around the bag.' He really did buy everything.'

Back in the hotel, Charlotte watched My Little Pony while Summer carried the pregnancy test kits into the bathroom. Mark followed and waited outside the bathroom door.

While she pulled down her pants, the man outside the door asked, "Do you know how to use it?"

Summer ignored him and took off her pants. She sat o n the toilet as she chuckled. 'If a woman doesn't know how to use this, how would a man know?’

"Remember to aim and pee directly on the stick. Let your urine touch the tip of the stick..." Mark was worried that she did not know how to use it, so he read the instructions aloud in front of the washroom.

Summer felt defeated as she listened to him. "Mr. Valentine, could you please leave for a sec?"

"Why? You don’t know how to use it? Do you need my help in there?” Mark furrowed his brows as he started t o panic.

'Help my foot!'

Did he want to collect her urine in his hands while she peed?

That was the last straw as she shouted, "How am I supposed to pee when you're talking endlessly in front of the bathroom? Please go to the living area and stop standing outside the door!"

She started the test when it fell silent outside. A minute later, she saw two lines on the pregnancy stick, which clearly indicated that she was pregnant!

She covered her mouth with her left hand in awe. She was in disbelief as her heart was filled with a huge wave of excitement. She really got pregnant!

When she was walking towards the living area, the man was even more worried than her. He stared at her expression and immediately shot her a question, "How was it?”

Summer passed him the pregnancy stick without saying anything. He looked down and squinted before he stood up. He pulled her into a hug and spun her around the living room. He was ecstatic as his chest was filled with satisfaction, joy, and excitement that flowed throughout his body.

Summer got a little dizzy from all the spinning, and she patted his arms lightly, signaling him to stop. Mark was euphoric. "We'll go to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow.”

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