The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 118

On another side.

Solomon and Daisy were present. Only Amara was absent.

"Where is she?" Summer frowned a little, 'Her old habit couldn't have relapsed, could it?’

"Ever since we started hanging out, she never returned to the casino.” Daisy was relieved while she

said it.

She nodded and replied sternly, "You can always remind her that I am sincere with my words so that

she will remain careful and not repeat the same mistake.”

"Among the Hart family, you are the one she's most afraid of. You can do whatever you want." Solomon

sighed.

Daisy also sighed, "It doesn't matter who as long it is you whom she's afraid of. Haven't you taken your

lunch? I’ll prepare pasta."

"Okay, what’s in it?"

"Deep fried shrimp pasta."

"I'll help with peeling and frying the shrimps."

The pasta was cooked, fried with shrimps, and ready t

o be served in just a short time.

While eating, Daisy asked, "Anything happened during your first two months of pregnancy?"

"Nothing much, just a bit more appetite for sleep and sometimes vomiting."

"Ah, those are common symptoms. Are they serious? How many times did you vomit in a day?"

Summer answered, "It's not serious, only once a day."

"That's good. Your child doesn’t torment you very much. You can be more at ease. How is Mark?"

"He is back at work."

"So, how has your relationship with him been?"

"We're good." Summer replied vaguely.

Still feeling uneasy, Daisy asked again, "How is Yvette treating you? I hope she's not giving you any

trouble."

Again, she answered, “She's good." Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

"I wouldn't know a thing if you aren't honest.

Remember, we mustn't let ourselves be looked down upon. Otherwise, they will be full of themselves.

Got i t?"

"Yes, mom." Deep inside, she knew her mom cared about her.

While they were watching TV after dinner, Amara returned. She appeared frail.

However, she asked curiously, "Summer, what are you

and Mark doing tonight?"

Puzzled, Summer asked, "What do you mean?"

Showing off her manicure, she answered teasingly, "I passed by Mark picking out flowers today. Could

he be planning a surprise for you?"

Summer slightly raised her eyebrows and said no word. She was curious, too, so she could not help

but try to make a guess.

'He was picking flowers?’

'For whom?'

Amara, on the other hand, exclaimed, "Oh my, such romance."

She looked at the time; it was already 5:00 pm. She had a date with Jazz to attend a concert at 8:00

pm. She had just enough time to get changed at Valentine mansion.

She picked up her coat and hurried off to Santabaca Opera.

Jazz Valentine had already been waiting outside for quite some time. His face was slightly bluish due to

the cold, but that did not affect his handsome demeanor.