The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 125

Seeing her back, Daisy frowned and asked, "Why are you back?"

Suppressing the emotions that had been torturing her all night, Summer put on a fake smile and said, "Am I s o unwelcome, Mrs. Hart?"

"It's not that I don't welcome you home. It’s just that the New Year is coming in a few days. How can you come back at this time?"

"Mom, when did you become so superstitious? What does it matter?" Her face was full of disapproval.

"It's not about superstition. You come home at this time, others will gossip about you, like you and your husband are quarreling or something like that. Also, your mother-in-law won’t be happy either. Listen to m e. Go back now. I won't stop you from staying here as many days as you want after the New Year!"

Summer wrapped her arms around Daisy's shoulders, bargaining, "One night, just one night, okay?"

"All right, just one night.” Daisy agreed.

While the two were talking, Amara came out of the bathroom with a toothbrush. "Summer, you're back!"

She answered faintly, put her bag on the sofa, and began to clean the room and wipe the coffee table.

"Summer, what kind of surprise did my brother-in-law give you yesterday?" Amara asked as she walked u p to her, looking curious.

Summer immediately stiffened and paused what she was doing, but only for a moment. She restrained her reaction and said nonchalantly, "Go brush your teeth. The foam from your mouth is all on the floor.”

"Go ahead, tell me, Summer, I'm dying of curiosity!

How does it feel when a handsome, charming man like him does something romantic for you? Does it make you blush, your heart race, and even forget who you are?"

Amara looked excited. It was so exciting just to think about something like this.

Summer ignored her and tidied the room while Amara followed her around.

Yvette, Raine, and Jazz were having dinner. Just then a tall body came in from the living room. It's Mark.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he glanced across the table at the empty space. Looking nonchalant, he asked, "Jazz, where’s your sister-in-law?"

"Didn't she call you? She said she’s going home for a few days. She called me just now. Anything wrong?”

Jazz turned around and looked at his brother, a little confused. "Didn’t she call you?"

Mark's eyes seemed to be deep in thought. His thin lips pressed into a straight line, saying nothing.

Yvette didn’t care. She just said, "Mark, sit down for dinner."

Whether Summer went home or wherever she went, Yvette was not worried at all or in the mood to care.