The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 191

Summer glanced at him and frowned after checking the time.

She needed to go to work, but she could not lock the door unless he left. That meant she had to wait for him.

Mark could see her in his peripheral vision. His brows turned up along with his lips as he ate at a slow pace.

He pecked at the food, a little at a time, as if he was enjoying it. He knew her weaknesses.

When Summer’s expression started to change, he started to feel less upset.

He could bear with her anger, but he did not like that distant look on her face.

Summer checked the time again. It was 7:00 am, and she needed to be in school at 7:20 am. So she had only 20 minutes left.

It usually took about eighteen minutes to walk from where she lived to the school, and she had to sign in a t the school every time. She knew she would be late if she did not head out now.

But Mark did not seem like he was going to leave. He was still enjoying his breakfast at a slow pace.

Summer furrowed her brows again. She remained silent but glanced at him a few times from behind and then headed out.

The landlady was drying clothes outside when Summer came up to her. "Good morning, ma'am,” Summer greeted.

"Good morning, Miss Hart. Can I help you?"

"Yeah, can you do me a favor?"

"Sure."

"I have to rush out to work, but someone is still in the house. Could you please lock the door for me after he left?"

When she thought of resisting him again, she heard a n inner voice. 'Don't be so hard on yourself, Summer.'

She was running late. Now that someone was willing t o give her a ride, why still pretended, and made her life harder? It was him, not the car, who was at fault.

Summer looked out of the window and said not a word.

As the car drove along a smooth road, Mark pressed his lips into a straight line with a grim look on his face.

He had spent thirteen hours with her since last night. But she had never spared a look for him, let alone speak with him.

Knowing that she was running late this morning, he deliberately dragged his down.

He thought she would get angry, but she did not. Instead, she passed the key to the landlady.