The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 227

She went to the obstetrics and gynecology clinic.

There were a lot of people. She sat on the bench and waited.

Aside from her, there were two other nurses sitting on the bench, chatting.

"All right, I will talk to you later. I am going to change Mrs. Valentine's dressing,” one of the nurses said,

standing up.

"Which Mrs. Valentine? You sound respectful," asked another nurse.

"How many Mrs. Valentines are there in Santabaca?" The nurse asked back.

"Right. There is only one Mrs. Valentine who can live u p to the name, the power and the money. She is

a very important patient. Don't waste your time here. You had better go now.”

The words fell on Summer’s ear, loud and clear. Mrs. Valentine, was that not Yvette? NôvelDrama.Org content.

But when was she admitted to the hospital?

She really should pay a visit to Yvette because, after all, Yvette is her mother-in-law.

However, she and Yvette were at odds with each

other. If she went to visit her, she would be reviled and embarrassed.

But then she thought again. It would not be right if she did not visit her. Even if she and Yvette were at

odds with each other, she should still visit her, otherwise she would appear rude and lacking manners.

After the check-up, Summer went to a nearby store and bought a fruit basket and a bouquet of flowers.

After finding out where Yvette’s room was, she went straight up. The door was wide open, and she

could see the nurse inside looking after Yvette.

So, without knocking at the door, she strode in, calling uncomfortably, "Mother."

When Yvette heard her voice, her expression suddenly changed. She immediately stopped smiling and

made no effort to conceal her dislike of her, but she could not show it so obviously in front of the nurse,

so she had to swallow her animosity, kept her poise, and responded, "You are here."

"Yeah." Summer put the fruit basket aside and asked the nurse next to her about Yvette's condition.

Yvette, however, felt that Summer was hypocritical and had no good intentions, and her dislike for her

deepened.

As soon as the nurse went out, her face changed and she yelled at Summer harshly, "Get out!”

Summer looked up and said, "Mother, are you talking t o me?”

"Who else is in the room?" Yvette said coldly. "I wonder how your parents educated you!"

Respecting her as an elder, Summer did not talk back. She simply asked, "Would you like an apple?

Let me peel one for you."

"Are you so shameless? Didn't you hear me tell you to get out of my ward? Only unscrupulous parents

will give birth to such a daughter!"

However, Yvette's attitude got worse, and her words were very unpleasant.

That finally caused some resentment in Summer." Have you even met my parents? How would you

know if my parents are such bad people?"

"I am your elder. How dare you interrupt me while I a m talking?"

"It depends on what you say. If it were true, I would not say a word, but if it was wrong, I have the right

to refute it." Summer spoke every word clearly, and she was neither humble nor rude.

No doubt Yvette's anger flared again. "Get out!" she shrilled.