The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 224

"...Thanks for your compliment, I shall begin my work!"

Summer started typing quickly.

Now there were not many courses. So it was easier to prepare for the lecture because there was less

content.

The big room was very quiet, except for the sounds of her tapping on the keyboard, echoing through

the room.

It was nothing to her before, but now it seemed to her that even the typing was so clear and loud.

After a while, the lesson’s preparations were finished. She did not feel hungry, nor did she feel sleepy,

so she sat down on the sofa, and turned on the TV.

She had little interest in sitcoms, soap operas, or comedies, and when she switched to the legal drama,

she pressed the 'play' button.

The length of the legal drama was not short. The complete story lasted about one hour.

By the time Summer looked up at the French quartz clock in the living room, it was 10:30 p.m. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

She usually went to bed at ten o'clock, and it was now past that time, and yet she did not feel hungry

until now.

Glancing at the time again, she got up, scooped out some potatoes and a small bowl of vegetable

soup, and sat down at the table by herself, eating quietly.

The door remained silent, and in the end she waited until eleven o'clock.

Because she had to go to school the next day, sleeping too late could affect her sleep quality.

The food in the kitchen was still warm, but it did not look like he was going to eat it. She went to the

kitchen, packed the food away, and cleared all the things up before she went to bed, still worried.

Fumbling for her phone from the nightstand, Summer dialed his number, held it to her ear, and waited.

After a moment, she finally reached him. With some joy in her face, she asked, "When will you be

back?"

It has been about four hours since he left. Was the meeting not over yet?

"I have some important projects to discuss. I don’t think I will be back tonight." His voice was very deep

and low, and if you listen closely you can hear a subtle note of suppression.

Summer paused for a moment and asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Yes..."

"All right then. I am sure you are busy right now, so I will leave you to it. Good night." She was being

considerate.

"Good night, Mrs. Valentine...” There was a hint of softness in his voice.

In a hospital ward

Raine was lying in a hospital bed. Her face was pale and bloodless, and even the hair that fell on her

forehead was wet with sweat.

She did not have a good rest or eat well these days, and got appendicitis.

She had just undergone surgery and had her appendix removed.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw him standing in front of the bed, and the satisfaction, and

dependence that came from the bottom of her heart was beyond anyone’s comprehension.

But Mark did not see her wake up because he had his back to her.

When she gently moved her lips and was about to speak, his phone rang. He went to the window and

picked up the phone, his stern and cold face softened a t this moment.

At first, for some reason, his voice was deep and subdued.

Plus, he was in the hospital, but he lied about having some important projects to discuss.

A thought began to creep into her mind. Could it be Summer on the phone?

Then his last words confirmed her suspicions. She clearly heard him utter the two words softly, "Mrs.

Valentine..."