The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 1732

Charlie seized the opportunity to buy a lot of shares at a low price.

Charlie, Grace, and Mckenzie were all different from the past.

All of them had changed and learned to make concessions, which was the greatest happiness.

Grabbing the Morgan Group was a piece of cake for Charlie.

Charlie felt that the life of him and Grace was as happy as when they had just got married, but there was a big difference.

In the future, they would be happier and happier. And they would not make mistakes again.

It was wonderful.

It was precisely because of the pain that they had experienced that they learned how to deal with family and career problems and how to take responsibility.

Now the Morgan family was overflowing with laughter. When Charlie and Grace went to travel, they took Mckenzie together.

No matter how unhappy they were in the past, they lived a pleasant life now.

Happiness was actually very simple, not complicated. If one let the unhappy experiences go and made concessions, he or she could lead a satisfactory life.

Sometimes reality was reality, and marriage was marriage. It had nothing to do with fairy tales, and it had to do with thoughts and facts. Mistakes could be forgiven if they were not serious. And one didn't have to agonize over them.

Jazz was quite tired when he came back from the company. Today, there were problems and loopholes in the company's system, so he had been working in the company until now.

"Uncle Jazz, why did you come back so late?" Charlotte was wearing short sleeves and shorts, with her hands on her hips, questioning.

Looking at Charlotte, Jazz smiled and felt refreshed.

He bent and carried Charlotte into his arms. "Do you miss me?"

"You come back later and later these days. I don't think you come late because of work! " Charlotte said, as if she was an adult.

Jazz had a headache, as he was quite afraid of naughty Charlotte.

At dinner. Summer was feeding Tim, and Mark was serving soup to her.

Charlotte liked eggplants and disliked beans. But today the cook stewed eggplants with beans. Charlotte was a picky eater, so she separated the beans from the eggplants and some oil fell onto the table.

"Charlotte, how many times have I told you? Can you change your eating habit? You can pick whatever you like. But how can you poke randomly on the plate?"

Summer scolded her.

'It's really a bad habit. But no matter how many times I warn Charlotte, she can't correct it.’

Charlotte was in a very bad mood today. After being scolded, she immediately became angry and threw the fork and knife on the table with a bang.

The fork and knife were still stained with oil. When Charlotte threw them this way, the oil splashed onto Jazz's white shirt. The yellow oil stains and the white T-shirt contrasted sharply.

"Stand in the corner. How dare you lose your temper easily now?" Summer criticized sternly.

Charlotte felt that she was extremely wronged, but still, she immediately stood up and walked towards the corner.

But after she only took several steps forward, Jazz stretched to pick up Charlotte and put her on his lap. "Don't be angry.”

Charlotte sat on his lap and complained," Uncle Jazz, my mom gave birth to me, but she doesn't like me. What do you think of me?"

Blinking his eyes, Jazz thought for a moment and remarked, "You're smart, clever, and considerate. But occasionally you lose your temper easily. If you know how to control your temper, you will be better. No, you’ll be perfect."

"You don’t think I have many bad habits, do you?" Charlotte asked.

"Yeah."

"Then adopt me. Anyway, you don’t think I have many bad habits and I don’t think so, either. How about adopting me?"

Summer was used to Charlotte's tricks and just twitched her lips.

Mark stared at Summer with a smile. He coughed slightly, as if thinking of something. Then he asked Jazz, "I arranged two blind dates for you."

Jazz was unwilling to attend the dates. He didn’t give an answer and just teased Charlotte.

Charlotte was very interested in the blind dates. "Do the ladies that you're going to meet have bigger breasts than the pretty police sister?"

Summer raised her head. "Charlotte, what are you talking about?"

"I saw Uncle Jazz touch the breast of the pretty police sister twice. The first time Uncle Jazz directly touched her breast. The second time, I accidentally dropped the ice cream on her breast at the police station. Then Uncle Jazz straight touched her breast, trying to wipe the ice cream off. I think Uncle Jazz likes beautiful women with big breasts. So, if the breasts of the ladies are not as big as the pretty police sister's, Uncle Jazz won't like them." "Teach Charlotte to behave well!" Summer said angrily to Mark.

Mark also didn't know how to teach Charlotte. He thought that Charlotte had many weird ideas.

"Attend the blind dates. It doesn't matter if you don’t like the ladies. But I cannot refuse, because my friends introduce the ladies to you. And I won’t agree to any blind dates for you in the future. Anyway, it's your matter and I should not interfere."

As Mark said these words, Jazz could no longer refuse and agreed.

Mark gave much care to Jazz, and Jazz respected Mark the most, instead of their parents.

Seeing Jazz nod, Mark continued. "The time is set for two o’clock tomorrow afternoon. The location is the Barupola Cafe.”

Summer raised her head and said, "Just these two dates. We won’t ask you to attend any blind date in the future. You can choose the lady you like."

"Thank you." Jazz narrowed his eyes with a smile.

When Jazz was once Summer's student, he never thought that one day she would become his sister-in-law.

And Summer was also thinking that Jazz came to the age of marriage in the blink of an eye.

She still remembered that in class, Jazz was leaning on the desk and learning knowledge from her with a smile.

In the room Jazz loosened his tie and let out a long sigh to dispel his unhappiness. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

When he ensured that the problems in the company had been addressed, he took a rest.

When he was going to the Barupola Cafe, Charlotte bounced towards him, with her beautiful ponytail swinging. "Uncle Jazz, take me with you."

Jazz doted on Charlotte more than

Summer and Mark and indulged her every whim.