All Chapters of The President's Accidental Wife: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Gordon came across as so commanding that she couldn’t help but react instinctively.“Meet me in the living room in half an hour. Come down with Mark.”Gordon’s voice was strong and sonorous. After seeing Summer’s reaction, he turned and left.She breathed a sigh of relief. When she returned to her room, the man in the bed was already awake. He propped himself up on his hand under his chin, looking lazy.He squinted at her, looking a little sleepy, and spoke in a distinctive husky voice, “Good morning, Mrs. Valentine…” His chiseled, handsome face was softer and more relaxed than usual, looking more alluring under the soft, warm light.Summer’s heart was racing uncontrollably. The moment she saw his bare chest in the air, warm blush rose to her cheeks. She turned sideways, “Grandpa told us to meet him in the living room in half an hour.”Then she turned and went to the bathroom. Having washed her face, she started to brush her teeth. Suddenly, the bathroom door was pushed open.

Summer was utterly surprised to see so many photos of hers. She didn’t even know when some of them were taken.The first set of photos were taken outside the bar. Tony Frey, the teacher supervisor, held her close and got into the taxi.Her cheeks flushed red, and she snuggled in his arms while his chubby hand lay at her waist.Her brows furrowed, and her hands clutched the water glass.She never went out with Mr. Frey. The only time they were in the same place was when all the teachers had dinner together.So, no doubt Tony must have taken advantage of her while she was drunk.The next set of photos showed her coming out of the hotel in the early morning, her clothes crumpled, her hair disheveled, and her gait a little awkward. One could easily figure what had happened.The last video was of Carlos holding her in his arms and groping her at the Club Nightshade.All the teachers in the office looked at Summer with contempt, disgust, and disdain.Never had they expected Summer—w

Contrary to Summer’s usual soft pink cheeks, the slap mark was too much of an eyesore to Mark. Feeling displeased, he suddenly clenched his fist. She looked at him, gave him a faint smile, and then turned to the reporters.“I have every right to hold you accountable for the harm you have done to me today. Just wait and see!”Despite her weak breath, she had a determined look on her face. She gripped the corner of Mark’s sweater and glanced up at him once she finished her words. Gritting her teeth, she said, “My stomach hurts. Hospital…”Smoldering anger flashed from Mark’s eyes. Without hesitation, he strode out.When the reporters saw that, they moved their feet, wanting to leave the office. Mr. Valentine was too intimidating. They should leave as quickly as possible.Nevertheless, Mark paused. He turned around and looked back with icy, cold eyes.“Where are you going? We need to talk. From now on, no one will leave the office…” His voice was cold.In the hospital.Summer ha

As Mark entered the ward, Jazz got up from his seat on the couch and walked over to him, “Hey, mom called and asked you to head home.” Summer, lying on the bed, flipped over to face them as she heard Jazz speak up. “Okay,” Mark answered nonchalantly. He shifted his eyes to Summer, and his gaze landed on the red patch on her cheek. “I, too, want to head back,” she said as she sat up.She figured their parents might be in a big shock and overwhelmed with worry after hearing about the commotion on the news. Retracting his gaze on her, Mark asked Jazz, “What did the doctor say?”“He told me to take extra care, but I still can walk about!” She rushed to answer before Jazz could.Getting off the bed carefully, Summer tried to walk as she took small steps forward after Jazz went out of the room to get her discharge procedures done.Mark’s brows furrowed as he watched her. He walked towards her, and she was carried bridal style in his arms. As she stared up at him and gazed at hi

Jazz froze as he remembered that he was still in his work uniform. With his eyes crinkling, he tried to gloss over her question, “Do I look too attractive to the point that you can’t tear your gaze off me?”“I can see oil stains on your shirt. Go and get changed,” Yvette replied without thinking much into it.With a playful smile, Jazz got up from his seat. He winked towards Raine behind Yvette’s back as a signal to Raine, so she would help him hide the truth from his mom.She nodded as she got the message. She waved him off to urge him to get dressed quickly.“Raine, didn’t you say you were coming back home with your fiancé?” Yvette asked before taking a few sips of her soup.“He still has to finish up some work before heading here. You’ll get to meet him for sure. I have some pictures of him. Would you like to see them?” Looking at Yvette, Raine raised her head as she replied while filling up the other bowls.“Sure, let’s see them. I’m sure that, for someone who could steal y