The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 1782

Essa was caught eating the soup by her mom. Essa’s mother frowned and slapped Essa on the back of the hand. "You're stealing the soup!" "I'm not stealing. I'm just eating my share."

"Do you think I cooked it for you?"

Essa felt that her mother must have been ensnared by Jazz.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Jazz smiled. "Mrs. Reese, let her eat. I'm full anyway. Don't waste the soup.”

"Then eat up the rest. Otherwise, I have to throw it in the trash can,” Essa's mother said to Essa.

Essa thought, ‘She looks as if she were my

stepmother. How can she be so ruthless to her daughter?”

Essa's mother went to see Winston. Essa and Jazz were left in the ward.

Essa ignored Jazz, sitting by the window, fiddling with her phone. She was busy watching her friends’ updates and the news on Twitter. Jazz had been staring at her for half an hour Finally, he felt bored and said, "Hey. are you angry?"

Essa had no time to pay attention to him, looking at the news on Twitter and sliding her finger across her phone. She pursed her lips and chuckled while being amused by the posts.

"Hey!" Jazz was annoyed that Essa gave him the silent treatment. He threw back the covers and kicked her with his long leg. "Talk to me!"

Essa pretended not to hear or see him. She didn't respond.

"Do you want me to call your mom?" He looked relaxed, taking out his phone.

Essa threw aside her phone. She had never seen such a despicable man before!

Essa's mother only listened to Jazz now. If he called Essa's mother, Essa would be screwed. "What do you want?"

"Chat with me."

Essa stared at him calmly. "What do you want to chat about?"

Jazz was stumped.

He didn't know what to talk about with her. He frowned without speaking.

"If you have nothing to talk about, just leave me alone, okay?" she directly warned him.

Jazz paused for a moment before saying," Tell me a story.”

"I don’t know any story!"

"Then you can read one to me."

Essa raisec her eyebrows in amazement, thinking that he was” joking, but Jazz looked serious, He raised his hand, signaling her to hurezup, and sat upright, walting for hereto read a story to him. Content bélongs to NovelDrama.Org =

Essa rolled her eyes at him, picked up the book beside her, and began to read.

However, Jazz was still unsatisfied, picking on her from time to time. "Too flat. You should read it more lively and passionately...” "Why do you sound so vicious? Am I your enemy?”

"You read too fast. Is there a wolf chasing you?"

Essa was irritated.

She was reading, but Jazz was like a bee buzzing in her ear.

Finally. she couldn't stand him, flinging the book on the bed. "Do you want to listen or not?"

"Yes..." Jazz instantly shut up.

Seeing this, Essa was pleased. The story was quite boring. She was sleepy while reading.

Yet Jazz was listening with interest

After a long while, he was drowsy. Essa was overjoyed. Finally, she got rid of him.

She went to Winston's ward. He was awake and out of danger. His face was not as pale as before. When Winston saw Essa, he was so happy that he hugged her and refused to let go of her.

Essa’s mother asked, "You leave Jazz alone. What if he needs your help?"

"I came here after he fell asleep.” Essa felt that her mother was partial to Jazz and always mentioned him

"That's gogd. You stay at the ~~ hospital. I Lil go home and make ~~ some soup and dishes that can help Jazzand Winston recover. Take care of them I'm leaving now"

Essa didntagree. "Why do you have to go back? There are many N restaurants on the nearby streets. Justbuy some food there. Dorit make yourself so tired!” Carrtent belongs to NovelDrama.Org

"I'm happy to do that for them. They may not like the food from those restaurants. Just wait for me."