All Chapters of The President's Accidental Wife: Chapter 1761 - Chapter 1770

Chapter 1772Jazz complimented Essa’s mother on her cooking. He said both the color and flavor of the dishes were great and that she could be the chef of a top-notch restaurant. In the end, he turned to Essa and asked, "How's your cooking? Have you inherited any of Mrs. Reese's expertise?" Suddenly, Jazz threw a question at Essa, and she was startled. She choked and started coughing.Seeing Essa choking, her mother hurriedly leaned forward and patted her back, trying to smooth her breath. "You're such a grown-up girl now. How careless you are to have choked yourself!" Essa didn't respond. How could she anticipate that the two had been talking to each other absorbedly a second ago, but all of a sudden, Jazz changed the subject to her? "Just so so." "I wish I had the honor to try your cooking someday." Jazz raised an eyebrow. Essa cursed secretly in her mind, "You wish!" But she didn't show any of that on her face. She had a dry smile. "To be honest, Essa is a bit lazy. Bu

Chapter 1774 Jazz was not worried, "Since it can't be explained, let it go! What's the big deal?" Seeing that the two seemed to be arguing, a female colleague walking past behind them interjected, "Mr. Valentine is so perfect. You'll be condemned if you pick a fight with him!" "Did you hear it? If you continue to make such a fuss, you will be condemned." He still maintained a gentleman's composure.Essa was so angry she wanted to kill him right away. If it wasn't for the sake that he had lent her money, she would really kill him. What did she do to him that she would be condemned? "Are you getting in the car or not? Anyway, I have plenty of time. It doesn't matter to me standing here for another hour…" Jazz smiled and shrugged his shoulders. The employees bustled in and out behind them. Occasionally, someone would cast a curious glance at them. Essa felt uneasy with the attention. To avoid those eyes, Essa gritted her teeth and clenched her fists and gestured to Jazz

Chapter 1776Bowing her head, Essa looked at his trouser pocket, pursed her lips, but didn't move.Jazz, however, was a little upset, so he casually loosened the tie around his neck and said, "Don't worry, my dick is not that long..."Essa was speechless.She reached out and put her hand into his trouser pocket. The fabric was soft and felt good, but she found he didn't wear long johns!Therefore, before she found the key, her palm had touched his thigh through a thin layer of fabric.His thigh was hot, so her hand trembled. At the same time, his body also trembled slightly, and then, it became extremely tense and stiff."Why don't you wear long johns!" She gritted her teeth and continued to stretch her hand down to fumble for the key.Jazz had an extremely sensitive body, so he couldn't bear her flirtation-like movement any longer. A tent quickly appeared in his suit pants, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Men do not wear long johns! It will be detrimental to my handsomenes

Chapter 1778Suddenly, the door to the emergency room opened. The attending doctor, dressed in a white gown, came out. Then Essa hurriedly walked towards the doctor. Before she could speak, the doctor said, "Which one of your blood types is O? Right now, the patient urgently needs type O blood. The patient is bleeding profusely, so he needs an emergency blood transfusion, but there is no blood in the hospital blood bank."Essa was stunned. Her blood type was A, and so was her mother's. What should she do?The blood bank was unexpectedly out of blood as well. Essa reached out to hold her forehead, only to feel a splitting headache that seemed like it was going to explode."Draw my blood. I have..." Jazz, who had been staying quiet, stood up and spoke.The doctor could not help but look happy and let Jazz go with him. Looking at the two men leaving, Essa moved her mouth. At that moment, she felt very touched.Because Essa's brother was bleeding profusely, the doctor had to draw a l

Chapter 1780"Don't you want to eat pickles? Why are you eating my noodles?" Essa was upset."I want to eat. Didn't you just say that you were going to be damned if you weren't nice to me? Did you completely forget what you said in the blink of an eye?" Jazz stared deeply at her. His gaze seemed to be saying she was ungrateful."That's what I said. And it's true, but you can't push my luck. Because you said you wanted to eat something salty, I went to South Lane to buy you pickles."However, Jazz looked arrogant and shameless. "But I think noodles are delicious right now, so I want to eat noodles!"Essa breathed deeply. She thought it was okay for her to compromise, so she said, "Okay. Then you wait. I'll go downstairs and buy you another cup of instant noodles. Spicy or not? Which do you choose?""Forget it. I just want to eat the cup of noodles you're having." Jazz was referring to the cup of instant noodles that was in front of Essa.She thought he was joking. After all, that