The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 68

The dark shade of royal blue had contrasted with her pale skin tone beautifully. As it accentuated her complexion, she looked extremely dazzling.

The thigh-high slit on the left side of the dress brought out her long slim legs. It was alluring and almost tempting as her legs would only be partly visible occasionally as the skirt flowed.

He had not expected for her to look so ravishing in the dress.

He had frozen for a moment and felt his blood rush. His eyes darkened, and he swallowed down a gulp before exclaiming, "Change to the next!"

He furrowed his brows as he thought, 'That slit was almost up to her waist. Why are the designs of the dresses here getting so poor?'

Summer examined herself in the mirror and thought,' Does it look that bad on me? Sure, it's kind of exposing, but it's still a pretty dress.'

After going back and forth for quite some time, she had nearly tried on every dress the shop assistant had brought to her, but the picky man outside was not satisfied with any of them.

It took quite a while for her to change into a dress, but

all he did was taking a short glance at her before spitting out a "Next!". And she had to repeat the cycle all over again.

Fatigue had slowly caught up to her, and she was growing frustrated. She huffed in annoyance as she sat and rested for a bit in the dressing room.

"Do I look that bad in those dresses? Can't he just simply pick one? I'm getting tired of him acting like a master ordering around his pet. Does he know how tiring this is?"

Feeling amused at her complaint, the store assistant who was holding onto her next dress chuckled and said, "I think it's the opposite, Mrs. Valentine. You have a great figure, and all the dresses looked gorgeous on you, but personally, I think the dress that looked the best on you was the royal blue one.”

Summer didn’t know how to describe what she felt when she heard someone addressing her as Mrs. Valentine. It was a strange yet pleasant feeling.

"And, I think it's because he thinks the dresses looked a bit too revealing on you. That's why he kept asking you to change. Men can be very possessive after all."

The hotel's interior was decorated in a golden theme with warm tones, giving the whole room a sun-soaked feeling similar to the Mediterranean-style designs. Under the night sky, it looked grand and striking.

Dressed in a long purple dress, Amara was accompanied by her two friends. The trio gaped around the hotel together.

There was an Italian musical fountain right in the middle of the huge banquet hall. The water dances-rising and falling as it follows the dynamics of the music. Famous French paintings were carved on the bronze pillars, and a big shiny clear crystal lamp was hanging high as it reflects and disperses the light into colorful rays. The whole place looked extravagant and luxurious.

Amara could not help but stare in an openmouthed wonder as it was the first time in her entire life that she was able to step foot into a place so exclusive. Her friends, whom she brought along, kept showering her with thanks and praises.

Nobles who were lavishly dressed up had gathered in the banquet hall, filling up the space as they held their wine glasses while smiling and chatting with one another.

All of a sudden, sounds of applause echoed through the hall. As she followed the sound and everyone's gaze, her eyes widened in reflex, and her mouth was agape to the size that could fit in an egg.

'Isn't that the b*tch, Summer?' she thought as she filled with envy.