The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 136

She lifted her chin and reminded him with a faint smile. "As you said earlier, our marriage is just a

transaction, and each one takes what he needs. Since I have no right to interfere in your personal life,

then you have no right to interfere in mine. Isn't it so?”

Mark looked at her with his eyes narrowed, looking so cold, as if it could freeze her to death.

"Don't you think what I have said is reasonable?” She was not afraid of him.

"You are drawing men to you. Do you expect me to close my eyes on it? Am I dead to you?” he said

bitterly.

"I am a human, not just a decoration, am I not?” she said slowly.

He blew a lungful of smoke and half-closed his eyes a s he warned her again with his deep voice. "If

you want to keep the child in your womb, don't cross the line. Understand?"

She was nearly tearful because of that choking smoke. Clenching her hands into fists involuntarily, she

sneered, "How could I not understand when you use the baby as the bargaining chip?”

His eyes became even more dangerous, his face

turning grimmer. He took a drag again as irritability hit and almost drowned him.

The atmosphere should not have become so tense. But it still went out of control.

She looked down at her toes, but her mind was elsewhere.

Why did she want to test him again?

Apparently, he loved Baine, and she was nothing more than the goods of a transaction.

Every transaction had its purpose, and her purpose was to keep the child in the womb. But what about

him?

She knew she should not ask, but she could not help herself. "What do you really want from this

transaction? Did you get married for the sake of it, you still have the slightest feelings toward me, or

something else?"

He said nothing but just puffed out a cloud of smoke again with his eyes narrowed.

"I know I have crossed the line. I won’t ask again." Summer let out a self-deprecating smile.

'Why bother to ask, knowing that he will not answer and I will not get the answer? What is the point of

provoking him? He is someone I can't challenge, isn't i t?'

Mark was getting more irritable. He threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stamped it out. "Go

back to the Valentine mansion."

Her hair fluttered in the night breeze. She gave a nod.

She had stayed at home for four or five days, and New Year’s Day was just two or three days away.

Instead of staying at home, probably it was time to return.

Going back to the Valentine mansion was just a matter of time. Since he had come, she would get a

free ride home.

It was 12:00 am when they arrived in the Valentine mansion. Yvette woke up and was pouring herself a

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She came out to check it out when she heard footsteps. She looked not too happy when she saw

Summer. "Why so late?"

Summer did not expect to see Yvette still awake at this hour. She stopped, greeted Yvette, and then

explained, "I went to an alumni gathering. That’s why I am home a bit late."

Putting down the water glass, Yvette looked at her with a serious face, as if she was going to eat her

alive. "You are now married. It is unbecoming of a married woman to only come home past midnight so

often."

Just then, Mark had parked his car and came in. He put his arm around Summer’s shoulder and looked

at Yvette.