The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 85

Summer did not bother to question any further. She took all her bags and got out of the car hurriedly so Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

that she would not waste his time.

Judging by the looks of his face, something serious must have happened...

Shortly after she got down from the car, his black car drove away at the speed of a bullet train, leaving

Summer nothing but a cold breeze.

Summer shivered in the cold night, standing by the road and waiting for a cab all by herself.

But the weather tonight was exceptionally bad, especially with the snow falling from the sky. Every cab

that passed her by had the occupied sign put up.

Her teeth were chattering after waiting for thirty minutes in the cold. It felt like an eternity before she

managed to get herself a cab... She was still trembling even after she had settled down in the car. She

was so cold she felt tongue-tied, not being able to say anything.

"Half an hour more.." she sniffled, her face went numb from the cold.

"It's below zero Celcius degree tonight. No wonder you’re freezing. You’ve been waiting in the cold for

more than half an hour."

The driver cranked up the heat in his car for Summer t o warm her hands by the car's air outlet.

It was already past 11 pm when she reached the villa, but the lights in the living room were still shining

through the window. Ms. Moore was still awake, watching the TV with her cat in her arms.

"Hey Ms. Moore, why are you still awake? It’s past 11 already," she said.

The old lady’s face was stern as she hushed Summer, indicating that she should keep quiet. Ms. Moore

then shifted her gaze towards the TV, watching the screen seriously.

Summer had no clue as to what she was watching that got her so hooked. Curiously, she too went over

to watch the TV.

It was the local news, an earthquake happened in Grudin North with a magnitude of 7.8, causing many

houses and buildings to crumble like houses of sand. The earthquake happened at 10:00 pm. Ms.

Moore had a grim look on her face when she dialed Yvette's number to ask her about Ronald.

However, there was no reception in Yvette's area.

None of her calls went through, no matter how many times she tried. All she could do was to call after

some time.

Hanging up the phone, the old lady looked past Summer, “Where is Mark?"

"He went to Grudin North to settle some issues-”

Summer just came to the realization after she finished her line. She bit her lips, her heart tensed as a

knot.

An earthquake just happened in Grudin North, the place where Mark was heading..."

The old lady's expression shifted, her brows tensed," When did he leave?"

"Somewhere around 10 pm, I'll try to get a hold of him now. The earthquake just ended in Gurdin North,

so the airport would definitely be closed now."

She immediately took out her phone and dialed his number. But all she got from the other end of the

phone was a cold robotic female voice, "Sorry, the person you're calling is out of reach. Please try

again later. Thank you."

The old lady was still staring at her. Summer shook her head and muttered, "He switched off his

phone."

"Honestly, everyone makes me worried!"

None of them was sleepy anymore. They shared the couch and glued their eyes on the TV screen,

watching the news.

It was now a few minutes to 3 in the morning. This was when Ronald suddenly appeared on screen,

directing the rescuers.

Seeing this, Ms. Moore let out a big sigh of relief. Just when she was about to call Yvette, her phone

rang - it

was from Jazz.

"Alright, I've already watched the news. Please rest earlier, both you and your mother," said Ms. Moore.

Everyone in Valentine Mansion was as restless, keeping their eyes peeled for Ronald in the news. His

appearance on TV was the only time they felt at peace.

"Alright, everything is okay now. Go get some rest, Summer."

Summer nodded in response, "You sleep earlier too, M s. Moore."

However, she still had no signs of sleepiness. Her mind was running wild - 'what if the earthquake was

not really over, what if another earthquake hits...'