Semua Bab The President's Accidental Wife: Bab 211 - Bab 220

“You had better not let me see guilt on your face, Mrs. Valentine,” Mark said. Summer’s hand paused for a second. “But you are hurt because of me. This is an undeniable fact.” He glanced down at her with his charming but cold face, his voice as deep as ice, when he said, “It is a man’s responsibility to protect his wife. Who else would you want to come to save you if not me?” She was stunned at hearing this. Following immediately, a burst of warmth rose within her, along with some unexplainable emotions that made her shiver and jump for joy. He had said nothing nice to her, but these simple words of his were the best among them. Tenderness quickly concealed those fears and terror, her expression softening. She then went into the kitchen and made him soup. She did not drink the soup but just sat across from him, looking at him and getting a sense of satisfaction that she had never had before when he drank all of it. He was a left-hander, and he hurt his right hand. So his

“But your office and my school are in opposite directions.” “I will send you to school first, only then I go to my office.” He raised his voice, which was deep and magnetic. “That will be a waste of time. I will just take the bus from here.” The two places were in opposite directions. Sending her to the school and then returning to his office made little sense. But Mark ignored her argument. He just nodded to Harry, motioning him to drive. Upon seeing this, Summer frowned and glanced at him a few times. He did not even listen to what she said. The car started and was driving forward at a steady pace. It did not take long before the car stopped outside the school. Summer thanked Harry first, then looked at the man next to her. “Don’t move your arms. If anything happens and needs to go, Harry will help.” Mark’s lips curled upwards and nodded. Obviously, he appreciated what Summer said to him. Harry looked at the two in the rear-view mirror. Something told him that the r

Yvette had been fit to be tied for the past few days because of Summer. When she heard Raine telling her this, she blew her top. After drinking another glass of water, Yvette’s heartbeat gradually normalized. She had guessed it right; Summer was indeed a scheming woman. How could Summer manipulate Mark if she was not a scheming woman? She then glanced at Raine a few times, carefully studying her. But seeing her calm look that was devoid of emotional disturbance, Yvette figured that Raine no longer loved Mark. Otherwise, how could she remain so indifferent? After a while, she asked casually. “Where is he? Did he come back these days?” Raine knew whom Yvette was talking about. “No.” “He never came home for the past few days?” Yvette furrowed her willow brows. “Yeah.” Raine hesitated for a moment and then decided to tell her the truth. “Jazz has gone abroad. He has gone to Athana.” Yvette’s eyes widened. She almost could not believe it. “What did you just say? Say it aga

“Summer is really lucky. I saw her husband this morning; he is charming, well-built, and carries himself well, more flamboyant than TV celebrities. He is rich and handsome. Summer is so lucky, so blessed.” Amy made no secret of her envy and jealousy. “Get a grip on yourself. Not everyone is that lucky to meet such a rich and charming guy. Summer is one in a million.” “I can see that Summer and her husband are a loving couple. They kissed at the school gate in front of everyone in the morning. I never knew that she was so open-minded.” “Some students even took photos of them kissing. I saw them all. Summer is really open-minded.” The teachers were talking and laughing. While they were at it, Summer came in, still holding a cell phone in her hand, as she had just called Mark. She said that Mark had one last meeting, which might take 20 minutes, but he had asked his chauffeurs to come and pick them up, and the location has been set. “Can we go now?” Amy looked at Summer. The m

This was the first and only time she heard the word pregnancy from him and him mentioning the child since their marriage. “How long has it been?” Amy’s eyes widened. “Three months,” Summer said as she snapped back. “Apparently, you got pregnant before marriage, eh? That’s not bad. It won’t be long before you have a baby in your arms. Do you prefer a boy or a girl?” “A girl.” Summer said with no hesitation, as if she already had the answer in mind. “Why do you prefer girls?” “Girls are adorable, thoughtful, and well-behaved,” Summer said. Amy smiled and shifted her attention to Mark again. “What about you, Mr. Valentine? Do you prefer Summer to give birth to a boy or a girl?” No one had ever asked him such a question. His deep gaze froze, realizing that he had never thought about it. A boy or a girl? He turned his eyes on Summer, staring at her nonchalant face that had a pair of dents in her cheeks. They looked like white pear blossoms. Something tugged at his hear