The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 161

"He and Summer went over there. They must have stayed there last night." Jazz was upset and irritated when talking about this.

Yvette hit the spoon on the table with a loud clunk." She shows no respect for me at all!"

"Mom, why do you say that?" Jazz was not too happy. He frowned and retorted, "It was only natural for her t o visit her family a day after New Year. Since Mark did not come home yesterday, they must have discussed and agreed to do so. Can you just leave them alone?”

They visited Summer's parents yesterday and had not returned since then. They must have stayed at the house of Summer’s parents last night.

Only then did it hit Raine, whose hands holding the bowl of soup tightened. She found that her understanding of Mark was getting foggier.

And Mark seemed to stray off his original course.

Her heart ached, the feelings of pins and needles spreading all over her body. She even had slight difficulty breathing.

She put down the bowl and got up, the muscles of her cheeks stiffening. "Please excuse me."

And she left the table.

Jazz’s words got on Yvette's nerves as if adding fuel to the fire. "Who are you talking about right now, Jazz?"

"I am not referring to any person. I am just telling things as they are." Jazz leaned back in the chair." Don’t you think you are micromanaging?"

"What do you mean by micromanaging? What is wrong with a mother-in-law who is concerned for her daughter-in-law, and a mother who is concerned for her son?"

"I am just kidding. Come on, try the fish fillet, Mom." Jazz smiled, his charming eyes squinting into slits as he tried to avoid further conflict and pushed a plate of fish fillet in front of her.

“Jazz, why are you speaking in favor of Summer? I remember when you called me at night some time back, wanting me to ask your brother to bail out your class teacher from the police station. Was that class teacher Summer?" Yvette suddenly recalled that previous incident.

"It has been so long. Why do you still want to talk about it?" Jazz said.

"The police will not arrest and send someone to jail for no reason. She was locked up for a reason, which is enough to show that she has questionable personality and character."

Jazz was not too happy to hear that. So he retorted, "I told you she had a good reason."