The President's Accidental Wife

As Summer Hart slowly opened her eyes in the morning, the first sensation she felt was sore all over her body.She lowered her head instinctively and was astounded to find that she was naked. Even her most intimate things were gone.Looking around the hotel room, she found she was alone in the room; or so it seemed.The bright red stain on the bedsheet and clothes of a man and a woman strewn on the floor told her what might have happened last night.'What's going on?'She had attended her friend’s wedding as a bridesmaid last night. How did she end up losing her virginity here?Her heart was pounding. She sat up from the bed at once, feeling cold sweat trickling down her back. She quickly reached over to the bedside table for her mobile phone and made a call to Grace Livingston, her bestie.“You were completely hammered last night. So I brought you into Room 8802 that Sherman pre-booked. What’s wrong?”“Who else is in the room besides me?”“Who else? You are the only one. I am

Summer got up at six in the morning because she had to prepare for the parent-teacher conference.The nights were longer in the Winter, so it was still dark outside. When she looked out the window, she could vaguely see the branches swaying in the chilly wind. The climate had changed, apparently.Christmas was coming in two days, but there was no snow—probably climate change was real. Holding a glass of water in her hand, she stood by the window, and her mind was elsewhere.Just then, there were loud footsteps. Amara Lincoln, Summer’s sister-in-law, staggered into her room. Amara wore a heavy makeup and reeked of alcohol. Summer frowned. “Are you drunk, Amara? Did you go gambling again?” she asked in a low voice.Amara looked at her. “Who told you I lost? Who dares to say I lost? I was just having bad luck. I will win it all back in two days.”Summer glanced at her, picked up her scarf and handbag, and walked out of the room without saying a word again.School.It was 10:00 am

“What do you think, Miss Hart?” Mark looked up and asked again.“I still refuse.” Summer looked at him in the eyes and spelled out the answer.He narrowed his eyes and stared at her but said nothing, as if he had read her mind at this moment.She looked up in surprise when she heard nothing from him. It was at this moment that their eyes met. She plunged into his penetrating gaze with her heart pounding uncontrollably.As the air of silence built up between them, Mark suddenly opened his mouth, his voice sounding so unquestionable and confident. “I suppose your refusal has something to do with what happened that night.”Summer expression changed. She was afraid of this man. He was like a cheetah in a gentleman’s clothes. He would kill its prey in an instant.She did not deny what he said was correct. She even nodded in admission.“I have something to say about that night.” Mark looked at her. “It was out of good intentions to suggest a hymen reconstruction. I think you must have

Just when Mark was about to speak to break the silence, Summer looked away. She took a deep breath and then said with an unusually calm tone of voice with a hint of sarcasm, “If you have time, Mr. Valentine, you should still pay more attention to your younger brother.”After saying that, she walked out of the door at once. As she walked out, she kept telling herself repeatedly to calm down, and that she need not bother with what Mark said.Nevertheless, she still lost her cool by slamming the door shut behind her with a loud bang.Mark had heard that. He raised his eyebrows and spoke to Jazz casually. “Miss Hart seems to have a hot temper; she gets worked up easily.”Jazz retorted with a hiss. “Not at all. She is recognized in the school as a good-natured person.”“Really?” Mark’s response was casual and perfunctory. He shrugged off what Jazz said.Jazz sat down and extended his hand in front of Mark’s eyes, showing off and in defense. “This is the Christmas gift she gave me. She

Summer lunged up and grabbed Amara’s hair, then gave her a couple of slaps again. “Do I have to remind you of the conscienceless things that you have done?”She had hit no one until Amara came along. Right now, she wished she could strangle Amara.Amara sneered in a low voice that only Summer could hear. “So what if I just did it? You had better kill me now, or else I will make sure you regret it later.”Not only did Amara have no sense of remorse, but she also behaved arrogantly.Summer lost her last trace of sanity as she hit Amara again to vent the monstrous anger in her.Amara did not fight back but took the slaps with a sneer. More and more onlookers gathered and caused traffic jams. Some people finally could no longer sit by and watch. They called out loudly, “Call the police! If this continues, that poor lady will die. Call the police!”Hearing those words, Amara shouted, “Help! This woman hit me! She is a teacher. She hit me!”Those onlookers despised Summer even more,