All Chapters of The President's Accidental Wife: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

With a sarcastic expression, Yvette earnestly urged, “Do you think she will show her true self in front of you, Jazz?” “I know her very well.” Jazz’s face sank. “How can you be so sure? I think she must be a scheming woman. Otherwise, she would not have thought of using pregnancy as a trap to force your brother to marry her.” Having reached his limit, Jazz flung his cutlery on the dining table and left without even looking at Yvette. He did not like to hear any of those words, nor did he want to hear them. He knew Summer well enough. Yvette furrowed her brows, wondering why he lost his cool. She thought it must be Summer who had influenced him. Otherwise, he would not have sided with Summer. She hated Summer even more when she thought of this. Raine just emerged from the washroom when Jazz stormed out of the living room. “What is going on with Jazz, Yvette?” she asked. Yvette suppressed her emotions and said calmly, “I reprimanded him about his studies and he did not

Before her voice trailed off, her phone vibrated. She picked it up and saw that it was Grace. “Where are you now?” Grace asked. “On the way back to the Valentine mansion. What is wrong?” “Nothing. I am just bored to death. I will see you at the Valentine mansion.” The line went dead. Mark cocked an eyebrow with his eyes squinted. “Who was that?” “Grace. She said she will come to see me in the Valentine mansion,” Summer said upon hanging up the phone. “Still in contact with Officer Singleton?” He turned the steering to the right as he casually asked in a deep voice. “Uh-huh.” She nodded. He looked over at her with concern. “Doesn’t he know you are married?” “That has nothing to do with befriending him.” Summer paused for a second before she continued. “He is a good person; sincere, kind, and honorable. He is a rare friend.” She was telling the truth. Few people were like Dean in society today. She did not want to lose a friend like him. Mark raised his eyebrows,

Summer quickly waved her hand. “Why don't you guys just play with me.” Grace tugged at her best friend’s sleeve. “What are you afraid of? Isn’t your husband sitting behind you? He has the money. Am I right, Mark?” Mark put his hands on Summer’s shoulders to sit her back down. “Of course.” “Look, your husband throws his support behind you. What more are you worried about?” Summer’s face was smitten upon hearing what Grace said. She had never called Mark as her husband. Her heart pounded uncontrollably when she heard that intimate address, even if it was someone else who said it. On the contrary, Raine’s hands on her sides pinched her thighs as she reflexively looked at Mark. There was a gentle smile on Mark’s good-looking face. But he was looking at Summer and teaching her how to play poker. Yvette was sitting on the settee, throwing glances at the poker table occasionally. Charlie bragged and blustered to demolish the other three right from the beginning. Mark shot

The next day It was 8:00 am when Summer woke up. The quilt beside her was cold, which meant Mark had been away for quite a while. She got out of bed and came into the living room, where Yvette and Raine were busy with something. There were many birthday presents delivered to the Valentine mansion, and they kept coming. There was no telling what was inside those boxes. But by the looks of the beautiful packaging, these presents were all expensive. Summer quickly walked over to offer to help. Yvette asked, “Have you discussed with Mark last night on how to celebrate his birthday?” Raine’s hands suddenly paused as she listened in to their conversation. “I did not discuss it with him because I was thinking of giving him a surprise. After all, it is his birthday. He said he will be available after seven in the evening. So I want to discuss with you and Aunt about the plan,” Summer said. At first, she was thinking of creating an element of surprise. But judging by the number o

Charlie wailed as he placed his hands upon his chest in an exaggerated fashion. “Am I an embarrassment to you now? I can give all the fun that women can provide you with. Do you want to try, Mark?” Mark looked in disgust at Charlie, who winked at him flirtatiously, his eyebrows twitching. “You are disgusting.” “I am disgusting? How am I disgusting to you? I might not have what women have, but I have everything that women do not. Don’t you want to try?” What were those embarrassed and disgusted looks on his face about? Charlie did that deliberately. The more Mark found him disgusting, the more excited he would be and tried to push his luck. He lay on the conference table with his legs crossed in a charming and sultry posture. “Look at my body and face. Aren’t they great? Don’t you want me?” “I think you may find yourself a second job as a hustler. By the way, are you sure you don’t need me to call Grace to come over?” Charlie gave a nervous cough upon hearing that, and then