The President's Accidental Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 151 - チャプター 160

Opening her eyes, all that Summer saw was the bed. The spot beside her was already empty. She took out her phone and looked at the time. It was 5:00 am.Every new year, she would get up earlier than usual. When she was at home, her parents would have been up at 4:00 am to prepare roasted tomato soup.She was certain that she slept on the sofa last night. He must have woken up during the night and carried her onto the bed.Not feeling at all sleepy, she got out of bed after stretching her limbs, washed her face, and went downstairs.Everyone in Valentine mansion was already awake and was all seated in the living room.Mark and Jazz were playing chess. The maid was giving Yvette a manicure while Raine was watching TV.Upon greeting Yvette, Summer walked up to Mark and watched him and Jazz play chess.Jazz was obviously not his match and lost terribly.She couldn’t stand watching it and said to Jazz, “Let me help you.”He couldn’t have asked for it; immediately, Jazz moved his se

She leaned forward and hugged Sherman with sympathy. Patting her back, she said, “Tell me, what do you want to do?”“I don’t know…” Sherman gripped her collar tightly with both hands, in front of where it hurt the most, as though being stabbed. “I want to forgive… but there’s an obstacle in my heart…”That scene would surface in her memory from time to time, and no matter how hard she tried, she wasn’t able to erase it.“Listen, this is different. I can help you decide on other things, but for this, you do what makes your heart feel good and comfortable.”Summer’s voice was slow and solemn, but they were words from the bottom of her heart.“Hmph, what makes you feel good? Cut off his d*ck. That would be the best feeling!” Grace gritted her teeth as she uttered coldly.“Can we speak with reason? If not, just shut up, okay?” She had no idea how to deal with Grace.Grace waved with her wine glass in her hand. “Alright, alright, alright. I just need to keep quiet, yeah?”Summer tur

Aside from what happened to Sherman, which exhausted her, this New Year wasn’t at all bad…The next morning.Raine woke up early and was strolling in the back garden at 6:00 am. In fact, she had a sleepless night.Her insomnia had kept her awake even though her eyes were closed.Lifting her head, she saw a stout figure approaching.He had a habit of jogging around the back garden at 6:30 am every morning, and it had been ever since the last ten odd years.Mark was jogging along the winding track of the garden. He exhibited the vigor and gracefulness as those of a lion.Raine observed him secretly as he approached from afar, drawing closer to her.Yet, he did not seem to notice her. There was not the slightest change in his expression. As he was about to pass by her, she called out, “Mark!”His attention shifted onto her, and he responded calmly, “Yes, Raine?”His gaze made Raine anxious, and she was jeering at herself.She was at a lost for words, her arms tightened, and she

“…” Summer said nothing.Mark purposedly took notice of her annoyed expression. He smirked playfully, so much that his lips formed a sharp curl.She stared at him. ‘Is he joking now?’In the kitchen.Daisy was cleaning the vegetables and stretching her sight toward the living room. ‘My son-in-law, the more I look at him, the more I am pleased!’Summer noticed her actions while she peeled the potatoes. Puzzled, she asked, “Mom, what are you doing?”“Look at him” Daisy smiled. “Who knew that my daughter had a good eye for men!”Summer twitched her brows. She was speechless.“What is my son-in-law’s favorite meal?”Summer was annoyed further, “Mom, can you not?”“Don’t mind me, this is how I like it, and I love the way it sounds. You haven’t told me what his favorite meal is, I need to prepare it.”“I don’t know,” she replied without raising her head.Hearing that, Daisy slowed down her actions and said, “From the looks of it, my son-in-law must be well brought up, his parents

Confused, Summer questioned, “Where are you sleeping, Mr. Valentine?”Raising a brow, Mark responded casually, “Where would you be sleeping?”“My room of course,” she answered.“Hmm, where do you think I should be sleeping then?” he questioned.Summer’s heart raced. She gulped. ‘My imagination isn’t going to come true, right?’“You’re not going to sleep in my bedroom, are you?”Mark maintained his cool expression. He looked at her intriguingly and smiled, “Kudos, Mrs. Valentine, very wise indeed…”Upon hearing, she pinched her finger and tried to talk him out of it, “My room is very small, it’ll be very uncomfortable for you.”“I don’t mind it, why should you, hmm?”“…” Although he didn’t mind, it didn’t mean the same for her!“Besides, I would love to explore a woman’s room. Any objections? Or… should I get permission from the hosts?”‘It’s obvious that they will agree to his request, what are the chances of them rejecting it?’“Do as you see fit,” she answered grumpily.