The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 240

It had happened because of Yvette; furthermore, she felt dreadful. His words broke her usual calmness

and aroused her with anger, but calmly, she replied, "Yeah, serves me right."

Mark shifted his sight toward her. He twitched his brows and stared at her. “What could have possibly

made you angry?"

"Nothing." She took a deep breath to suppress her anger.

Although they were mother and son, Yvette and he were separate beings. Moreover, this happened

because of Yvette and not him.

Therefore, although she felt awful, she had no reason t o let it out on him.

"Are you sure?" the end of his speech pitched as he continued to stare at her, looking suspicious.

Summer didn't want to stay on the topic, so she touched the cream that he held in his hand with her

chin. "Aren't you going to continue?"

He stared at her before turning his attention back to her palm and continued to apply the medicine.

It was 10:00 pm when he finished applying the medicine. She felt her tiredness kick in, so she hid

under her blanket and got ready to sleep.

But like a panther, he flipped over, and his arms landed on both sides of her head. His firmly built legs

spread across her body as he scanned her from head t o toe, like a savage with killing intent.

Summer frowned and purposely ignored his expression. "What now?"

"What do you say?" his tone deepened, and his eyes were like burning fire.

"I don’t know. I'm tired and I want to sleep." She wrapped herself tightly in her blanket and turned to

one side.

"Are you trying to break the momentum now?" Mark stared at her and rolled her back with his hand.

Summer asked, "Is it me?"

Mark was stunned, and made some movements with his brows and snapped, "You seduced me..."

His uncivilized behavior made her flush and she snapped back, "That would only mean that you lack

self-control..."

Afterward, she ignored him and closed her eyes and fell asleep. Comment by Qin Le: amended

Noticing her tiredness, Mark didn't tease her anymore. A sense of remorse welled up within him. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

He cleared his throat as he got up and went into the bathroom.

Although the room was cold, his body was burning like a furnace; instead of warm water, he bathed

with cold water.

When he had finished bathing, Summer had already fallen asleep, and the sound of her peaceful

breathing surrounded the room.

He flipped open the blanket and wrapped her in his embrace with his outstretched arm.

Her scent was pleasant, and maybe because she was pregnant, her skin was tender as if water could

be squeezed out.

She filled up the space in his bosom. It was peaceful and lovely..