The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 184

But as he watched her frail body shivering ever so slightly in the cold weather, Dean could not bear it and said, "Would it be better to talk somewhere else? It's too cold out here."

As soon as he spoke, Mark shot him a cold stare. His knitted brows tightened even more, and he scoffed. His flat voice was piercing through his gritted teeth, " We're talking here, as husband and wife. What is your concern?"

He was the one who brought Summer home from the pub last night, and they spent a night together.

Thinking about it was enough to agitate Mark as he desperately wanted to punch Dean in the face.

Every nerve in his body was screaming in anger. Mark was just suppressing the urge!

"It’s none of my business indeed. But can't you see that she’s freezing out here? Her body is already shaking. Is this not enough for you to find a warmer place before resolving the issue between the both of you?"

Summer smiled at Dean and said, "It's alright, Dean. I’m not that cold. Besides, my head still feels heavy, standing out here kind of clears it up a little."

All this while, Summer had never acknowledged Mark's presence.

Her face was white as sheet; her rosy cheeks were nowhere to be seen. Her body was trembling, strands o f her hair dancing in the cold wind.

Mark stared at her coldly. He really felt like strangling her to death. But watching her now, his lips curled back into a straight line. He took off his black trench coat and forcefully covered Summer with it.

Summer's gaze was still cold. Nothing seemed to spark any emotion from her. Without a word, she pushed the coat off her shoulders right after Mark put i t on her.

Her actions really added fuel to the fire in Mark’s heart. Immediately, he took a step forward and grabbed her wrist before pulling her whole body into his.

In the car, Summer sat at the passenger seat while Mark sat at the driver's seat.

Summer was rubbing her wrist as it was still hurting when she glanced over to him coldly.

This time, however, Mark was not looking at Summer. He just started the engine, preparing to leave the place.

But Summer acted fast. She quickly stretched out her hand and pulled out the keys, keeping them in her palm before saying coldly, "I am not going back!"

"Not going back? Then what are you going to do, stay here with him?" Mark said flatly as he looked past Summer, watching Dean, who was still waiting for them in the same spot.