The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 191

Summer glanced at him and frowned after checking the time.

She needed to go to work, but she could not lock the door unless he left. That meant she had to wait

for him.

Mark could see her in his peripheral vision. His brows turned up along with his lips as he ate at a slow

pace.

He pecked at the food, a little at a time, as if he was enjoying it. He knew her weaknesses.

When Summer’s expression started to change, he started to feel less upset.

He could bear with her anger, but he did not like that distant look on her face.

Summer checked the time again. It was 7:00 am, and she needed to be in school at 7:20 am. So she

had only 20 minutes left.

It usually took about eighteen minutes to walk from where she lived to the school, and she had to sign

in a t the school every time. She knew she would be late if she did not head out now.

But Mark did not seem like he was going to leave. He was still enjoying his breakfast at a slow pace.

Summer furrowed her brows again. She remained silent but glanced at him a few times from behind

and then headed out.

The landlady was drying clothes outside when Summer came up to her. "Good morning, ma'am,”

Summer greeted.

"Good morning, Miss Hart. Can I help you?"

"Yeah, can you do me a favor?"

"Sure."

"I have to rush out to work, but someone is still in the house. Could you please lock the door for me

after he left?"

"No problem." The landlady readily obliged.

"One more thing. Is there something wrong with the heater in the house? It doesn't look like it works

properly."

The landlady put up her hand and dismissed it. "How could it be possible? Try again tonight. Maybe it

will b e fine by then."

Summer was almost late for work and had time to harp on the issue with the landlady. She again

reminded the landlady one more time and then flew out of the apartment like a bat out of hell.

The landlady snorted behind her back. 'Pay higher rent if you want to use that heater!'

Summer came out of a stretch of long alley when a black Land Rover stopped beside her.

Mark's darkening handsome face popped out of the window. "Get in the car."

She ignored him, hurried past the car, and continued t o walk forward.

Mark frowned. He would strangle her now if he could, he thought to himself. He opened the door and Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

got out of the car, then grabbed her by the wrist and shoved her into the passenger seat before

slamming the door shut.

When she thought of resisting him again, she heard a n inner voice. 'Don't be so hard on yourself,

Summer.'

She was running late. Now that someone was willing t o give her a ride, why still pretended, and made

her life harder? It was him, not the car, who was at fault.

Summer looked out of the window and said not a word.

As the car drove along a smooth road, Mark pressed his lips into a straight line with a grim look on his

face.

He had spent thirteen hours with her since last night. But she had never spared a look for him, let alone

speak with him.

Knowing that she was running late this morning, he deliberately dragged his down.

He thought she would get angry, but she did not. Instead, she passed the key to the landlady.