The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 182

As he was walking down the stairs, Raine was already in the kitchen. She just stayed in the kitchen and

did not walk out.

That meant she must have heard everything he talked about with Jazz.

Summer was still nowhere to be seen...

And he looked worried about her...

Mark went back to his room with his brows furrowed, his expression as dark as a moonless night sky.

'It was already dark out, why is she not back yet? Where could she go?'

He took out his phone, looking preoccupied. After a short while of contemplation, he squinted his eyes

and phoned Daisy: "Mom."

Daisy sounded like she just woke up, responding nasally: "Oh, Mark. What's going on?"

"Is Summer home?" he said as he lit up another cigarette in between his two fingers.

"No, is she not back in Valentine mansion yet?

Goodness, this child is becoming more reckless. It's already two in the morning and she’s still out!"

"Maybe she’s caught up with some issues. I better not

disturb you any further, goodnight." Mark responded.

He hung up the phone as his pupils constricted. He passed it to Harry and had him locate Summer.

Alas, Summer was still not used to drinking. She clutched her stomach in pain not long after Dean

managed to carry her into his house.

It did not take her long to puke, soiling both his couch and his floor mat. The foul smell started to

spread across the room.

Dean had no experience with a drunk person, especially a drunk woman. He looked disoriented when

he was taking care of Summer.

Clumsily, he gently patted her back while raising a glass to the edge of her lips, encouraging her to

drink some water.

After some time of torment, her pale face was starting to show some color. She laid on the couch and

fell into a deep sleep once again.

He did not know why she had to drink so much alcohol. He let out a sigh and carried her to his room,

putting her down on the bed.

His gaze shifted down as a stain on the edge of her shirt caught his attention. His brows tightened,

feeling uneasy and anxious.

She already had her down coat removed; all she had left was her innerwear. If he removed her

innerwear,

that means...

That’s why Dean was set on leaving her innerwear on by all means. Besides, he could never bring

himself to do it!

But still, it was still unethical to let Summer sleep in such dirty clothes.

He took a while to think of a solution before disappearing into the washroom. He then went back into

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His tall frame kneeled on one knee, moving her body closer to the edge of the bed. He then pulled the

stained corner of her shirt into the basin to wash it before drying it.

It was near two in the morning when he was done cleaning up her mess. He also took his couch covers

and rugs to wash before dozing off on the couch.

The next dawn.

Summer felt sick in her stomach. It could be the alcohol doing its thing. Waves after waves of

headache were hitting her when she woke up.

That was why she was up that early. The sky was still gloomy and grey outside when she woke up.

As she opened her eyes, the room she was in seemed s o unfamiliar. When she realized it, her body

was drenched in a cold sweat. She immediately jumped out of bed and looked at her surroundings.

Above the headboard was a picture frame, encasing a picture of Dean Singleton.