The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 194

Summer saw his hesitation. "Dean, do you have something to say?” she asked.

After a moment, Dean took out a newspaper from his side and handed it to her.

She was puzzled. But when she took the newspaper in her hand and saw the red headline, she was

stunned. But it was just for a split second before she regained her composure.

Dean rubbed his hands awkwardly. "Have I caused you trouble?"

Putting the newspaper aside, Summer chuckled and shook her head. "Not at all. Those reporters just

made things up. Truth will speak for itself. Instead of you causing me trouble, I am afraid that I have

affected your reputation as a police officer."

"Huh?" Dean had no idea what she meant.

"The upright, staid, and honest Officer Singleton made the headlines for a married woman-is it not

tarnishing your image in the police force?" She sounded serious, but still with a smile on her face.

"I know what kind of person you are. And like you said, truth would speak for itself.”

Summer glanced at him twice and was all praise for

him. "You are truly the upright Officer Singleton. Even the way you speak sounds so profound."

Dean's face reddened involuntarily. The boy sitting next to him purposely added fuel to the flames by

pointing out the obvious. "Hey, Uncle Singleton, your face is red like a monkey butt."

Dean's face reddened even more. He raised his hand and flicked his finger on his nephew's forehead. "

Enough of talking. Hurry up and finish your meal."

Summer could not hold back her laughter, although she was a little embarrassed, too. Dean also

laughed. It looked like the three of them were having a great time.

Right at this moment, a black vehicle stopped in front of the restaurant with Yvette emerging from it. As

she peeked through the window of the restaurant, she saw everything that happened inside. Clenching

the handbag with her hand that had red nail polish on her nails, she strode straight into the restaurant.

Summer looked up and frowned as Yvette approached. She knew what Yvette's coming was all about

when she saw her angry face.

She got up and greeted Yvette. "Mom."

Yvette gave her a lukewarm acknowledgement, then her keen eyes fell on Dean, glancing at him

several times.

Dean quickly rose to his feet and said hello.

But Yvette ignored him and spoke to Summer. "Come home with me now.” "I am not off work yet. I All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

have classes in the afternoon.” Summer looked nonchalant.

"I will give the principal a heads-up. Go home now.” Yvette sounded like she was giving orders.

Summer did not argue with her, although she disliked the way Yvette spoke. She looked at Dean and

excused herself, then paid the bill and followed Yvette.

Dean saw how angry Yvette was. He knew she was Summer's mother-in-law, and so he was even

more worried about Summer.

Both of Yvette and Summer sat in the back seats in the car, and neither of them said a word.

There was a deafening silence in the cabin. The only sound seemed to their breathing. It seemed to be

the calm before the storm.

It was over an hour later when they arrived back at the Valentine mansion. Baine and Jazz were in the

living room.

Yvette threw her handbag on the settee the moment she came in.

She then turned around and glared at Summer, then threw that newspaper to her face. "Tell me exactly

what happened!”