All Chapters of The President's Accidental Wife: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

She coughed lightly to snap back into reality and explained, “I did not intend to sleep here; you didn’t let go of me.” Recollecting himself and keeping his emotions from showing, his lips slightly tilted upwards and said, “Where do you intend to sleep, if not here?” “…” Summer was speechless. He continued to press on, “Shouldn’t we sleep together? We are married after all.” She wetted her lips and felt nervous as she could not come up with a logical excuse. “I thought it would probably cause inconvenience for you,” she answered. His brows raised at her answer, “Are you really worried about me? Or is it you who would feel uneasy?” ‘Always so straightforward and direct, this man,’ she thought to herself. “I tend to toss and turn when I sleep and I’m not used to having someone sleeping next to me,” she said, feeling defeated. Acting like the bigger-person, he replied, “I don’t mind if you turn and land on me. Plus, you’ll be used to it soon when we sleep together more.” H

Looking at her daughter, Daisy thought of something important, “What about the wedding? Are you not having one?” “The doctor said the first trimesters are the most crucial. So, to prevent anything from happening to the baby, we’ve decided to have it after he’s born.” Feeling bold, Summer pulled Daisy into a big hug and snuggled, “Mom, don’t be mad at me anymore, okay?” Daisy held and patted her daughter’s hand, “My daughter’s all grown up now,” she sighed, “I took care of you ever since you were a small baby, and you’ve always told me everything. Getting married is one of the most important events in one’s life and you hid it from me! Don’t I deserve to be angry?” “Yes, mom, of course you do. Why don’t you give me a few smacks as punishment to cheer up?” Just as she did when she was a child, she giggled and turned around. With her back facing her mom, she arched up her lower back. Seeing her do so, Daisy laughed and held her hand, “Since you have already decided to do so, I

Taking in the changes of their expressions, Summer knew that the good impression she had left on Gordon had faded away by now. She sighed to herself, ‘Surely they would make it difficult for me now.’ Suddenly, another hoarse voice rang, “Was everything I heard true?”Walking towards Summer, Jazz looked at her fiercely with his fists clenched. As she turned to face him, he angrily spitted out his question, “Miss Hart, are all of the things my brother said true?”Gritting her teeth, “Jazz…,” she mumbled. “Miss Hart, have you really gotten married to him?” he yelled at her. Filled with anger, his eyes had gotten redder by the minute.Mark took a step forward and shielded Summer behind him. He narrowed his eyes, and in a deepened tone, he asked his brother, “Is this how you should talk to your sister-in-law?” “Sister-in-law? Hah!” Snickering sarcastically, Jazz turned on his heel and ran out, leaving the living room.Exasperated, she called out to him, “Jazz, get back here!”

Hearing her reply, he clenched his fists, and his breathing quickened as his spilled out his rage. With reddened eyes, he asked, “Why did you sleep with him?”Her cheeks heated up from his question, “It was a mistake. Both of us drank at the wedding party, and he accidentally stumbled into my room. We were both drunk,” she explained. As it was getting later, it had gotten colder. Despite being out in the cold air for a short while, her cheeks had gotten rosy, and she almost couldn’t feel her hands. Attempting to warm them up, she rubbed them together. Noticing her do so, he took off his gloves. He carefully put them on for her after pulling her hands over to him, bottling up his pain and despair all the while.Surprised, she wanted to pull away but they wouldn’t budge as his grip was tight. In the dark stood Mark, leaning against the bark of the tree. As he watched their interaction, his bottomless looking eyes darkened further. It didn’t help that he could hear every word of

Stunned for a moment, she greeted her as she regained her senses, “Hi, mom.” Yvette furrowed her brows as she heard the greeting. It made her feel uneasy as she did not like what she used to address her.Taking in her appearance and clothing, “You just got up?” Embarrassed, Summer quickly tucked in the loose strands behind her ears and murmured, “Yes,” while nodding. Throwing her a few glances, Yvette did not say anything else other than noting the time, “It’s 7:30 a.m.”Summer knew what Yvette was implying to, but didn’t dare to say anything further. Walking past her, Yvette looked around the living room and sat on the couch, “Where is Mark?” “He had already left for work,” she replied while getting her a glass of water. “Isn’t there any coffee?” Yvette questioned as she watched Summer.Putting the cup down, Summer looked around and said, “Sorry mom, there’s only wine and alcohol here.” “It’s fine then,” Yvette said and leaned in her seat. “I actually came to tell you