The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 215

At this moment, there came the sound of footsteps, followed by a surprised voice. "Summer?"

Hearing this, Summer brazened it out and looked over awkwardly. "Amy?"

Amy Dawson and she were in the same office.

Everyone called her GM, short for General Manager, behind her back, because she liked to poke her

nose around and had a finger in every pie. Other than that, she was a nice person.

"I didn't expect that it was really you, Summer." Amy let out a smile, looking at her in surprise.

Summer blushed even more. She smiled back awkwardly, but did not know what to say.

Fortunately, Amy quickly shifted her attention to Mark. She sized him up for a while and said, "This

must be Summer’s husband."

Summer said not a word, just nodding awkwardly.

"I have only been away for a while, not knowing that s o many things have happened. I didn't even get

to eat your wedding candy. Summer, shouldn't you and your husband treat us to a makeup dinner?"

She was her colleague. It was entirely normal to treat colleagues to dinner.

Summer thought for a moment and said, "Shall we make it tonight? Mark is a little busy, so it would

only be me.”

"How could it only be you? This is considered a makeup wedding banquet. It is only proper for the Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

husband and wife to attend together. Isn't it, Summer's husband?" Amy said.

"I will make time to attend in the evening," Mark said, his lips curled up in a nonchalant smile.

"That’s more like it." Amy beamed.

Immediately, Mark excused himself politely, then glanced at Summer’s slightly swollen red lips one

more time and left in a good mood.

As Summer and Amy walked into the school, Amy pulled at Summer's arm. "You know what, I was

really surprised just now. I didn't know you were so open-minded."

Summer just forced a smile and could not find a word t o respond.

Fortunately, she had arrived at the office, where other teachers were busy prepping lessons and

checking materials. So Amy stopped asking further.

But the blush on Summer's face had yet faded. Sitting i n the chair, she took a deep breath and

suppressed her heartbeat to lower the temperature that was about to ignite. She told herself to relax.

The Valentine mansion.

For several days, Yvette and Raine were the only ones i n the Valentine mansion.

With only the two of them here, life seemed dull in the mansion. They barely spoke ten sentences

during breakfast.

"By the way, Raine, didn't you go looking for Mark that night? Did you find him?"

Raine was flipping through the newspaper that was full of news about Grudin North.

Her hands froze for a second when she heard Yvette speaking. She did not look up but just answered

calmly, "I found him."

"He was in his apartment?" Yvette guessed.

"No. Summer has rented a house next to the school. Mark is staying there, too," Raine said, concealing

all her strange emotions on her face.

Hearing this, Yvette slammed her spoon on the table, feeling her chest tight and out of breath.

Upon seeing this, Raine put down the newspaper in her hand, went behind her, and gently patted

Yvette's back.