The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 202

She felt the two were in their own world where she could not get in.

Mark's well-knotted hands gripped Summer's wrist tightly as he took her into the apartment. His face

was grave all this while.

Not that Summer wanted to catch up with him, he just walked too fast. She reminded Mark. "But Aunt is

still there."

"Mark." Baine called out at him from behind.

The corners of Summer's mouth turned up in a smile a s she expected him to let go of her.

But he did not. Instead, he clenched her wrists harder. "I will stay here tonight. You go back and tell

her."

He said nothing further and brought her into the apartment.

Baine stood alone outside in the cold-the type of cold that she had never experienced before.

He walked away with Summer and abandoned her by the roadside.

Perhaps it was not the weather but Mark's action and words that caused the chills.

But she believed Mark had never fallen in love with

Summer. Absolutely not. She was confident of this.

Her black skirt fluttered in the wind as another gust of chilly wind whizzed past, blinding her eyes.

Summer opened the door, entered, and reached for the light switch. The light turned on instantly to NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

illuminate the house.

She put her bag on the settee, walked to the coffee table for a glass of water, and then spoke to him

with a faint expression. "Are you sure you don't want to send her back?"

Raine was Mark's aunt and his lover, too. Would he really have the heart to leave her on the street

alone?

An anger rose within him again. He was afraid that he would really strangle her alive. "Where have you

been with him tonight?”

Summer took a sip of water and remained silent.

"Tell me!" He took off the tie from his neck irritably and threw it on the settee behind her. He was

irritable, like a bear with a sore head.

"That is my freedom." Did she have to report her every movement to him?

"I have every right to know your where you have been!" Mark's eyes narrowed, his deep voice

sounding as cold as frost, and he looked down at her with an intimidating expression.

She put the glass down and looked up at him.

"Dean took me to give tuition to his friend's child and sent me home after that. That is where I have

been. May I know, do I have the right to know where you have been, too?”

His handsome face stiffened for a moment, and a dim light flashed in his eyes. In a magical way, his

irritability suddenly vanished, and he became softer." You may."

This time, it was Summer who was stunned. She thought she had hallucinations, but she knew she

heard it clearly.

Finding pleasure in her stupefaction, Mark sat down o n the settee and picked up her glass of water

and took a sip.