The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 136

She lifted her chin and reminded him with a faint smile. "As you said earlier, our marriage is just a transaction, and each one takes what he needs. Since I have no right to interfere in your personal life, then you have no right to interfere in mine. Isn't it so?”

Mark looked at her with his eyes narrowed, looking so cold, as if it could freeze her to death.

"Don't you think what I have said is reasonable?” She was not afraid of him.

"You are drawing men to you. Do you expect me to close my eyes on it? Am I dead to you?” he said bitterly.

"I am a human, not just a decoration, am I not?” she said slowly.

He blew a lungful of smoke and half-closed his eyes a s he warned her again with his deep voice. "If you want to keep the child in your womb, don't cross the line. Understand?"

She was nearly tearful because of that choking smoke. Clenching her hands into fists involuntarily, she sneered, "How could I not understand when you use the baby as the bargaining chip?”

His eyes became even more dangerous, his face

turning grimmer. He took a drag again as irritability hit and almost drowned him.

The atmosphere should not have become so tense. But it still went out of control.

She looked down at her toes, but her mind was elsewhere.

Why did she want to test him again?

Apparently, he loved Baine, and she was nothing more than the goods of a transaction.

Every transaction had its purpose, and her purpose was to keep the child in the womb. But what about him?

Going back to the Valentine mansion was just a matter of time. Since he had come, she would get a free ride home.

It was 12:00 am when they arrived in the Valentine mansion. Yvette woke up and was pouring herself a glass of water in the kitchen.

She came out to check it out when she heard footsteps. She looked not too happy when she saw Summer. "Why so late?"

Summer did not expect to see Yvette still awake at this hour. She stopped, greeted Yvette, and then explained, "I went to an alumni gathering. That’s why I am home a bit late."

Putting down the water glass, Yvette looked at her with a serious face, as if she was going to eat her alive. "You are now married. It is unbecoming of a married woman to only come home past midnight so often."

Just then, Mark had parked his car and came in. He put his arm around Summer’s shoulder and looked at Yvette.