The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 46

Watching Charlie's expression, Grace scoffed, "I'll gouge your eyes out if you don’t stop looking at me

that way!"

Right after, Mark stepped in, followed by Summer who walked behind him.

"The stars of the day have finally arrived! We truly shouldn't judge a book by its cover. Who could have

ever thought innocent-looking Summer was so wild behind our backs!" Referring to the night of the

incident before, Grace mocked Summer as she faced her.

Since she did not dare to mock Mr. Valentine, she could only tease and make fun of Summer.

"You better zip it, Grace! You’ve said enough!” scolded Summer lightly as she felt embarrassed.

"I don't get what you meant by that. All I know is I wasn’t invited to a wedding I was supposed to attend,

s o you have to compensate me somehow. As your punishment for not letting us know about the

marriage, how about you kiss Mr. Valentine in front of us for 2 minutes? Starting now!"

Summer felt her head throb and told her off, "Stop fooling around!"

"Stop fooling around? Do you think that's possible for me?" Grace bickered playfully. Raising her

brows, she continued, "Don’t you think that it's incredibly hurtful for me as your closest friend to be the

last to know about you getting married?"

Agreeing to what Grace said in her head, Summer could not form her response.

Sherman also butted in, "I think so too, so I agree with the punishment!"

Signaling Billy, she bumped her shoulder to his. As someone submissive to his wife, Billy nodded

immediately, "I agree as well."

Charlie raised both of his hands as he said, "Same here."

"Great! And that's four versus two. We win!" said Grace as she snapped her fingers with a smile on her

lips. Turning towards Mark, she said, "Mr. Valentine, this punishment isn't too much, right?"

"It's not at all," Mark replied as he gave a small smile.

"Just as I thought, Mr. Valentine is an understanding person. However, I won’t let you two get off the

hook b y just French kissing. That’s too boring. How about we have Mr. Valentine feed Summer some

of this wine here while kissing?"

Setting the timer on her phone, she leisurely twirled the wine glass as she added onto the

"punishment".

“You will begin now! The longer you stall, the longer

you'd have to kiss!"

Lips forming a smile, Mark took the glass of wine over and stood in front of Summer and leaned in.

Watching as his face inched nearer to hers, her heart pounded erratically. With her hands, she covered

his lips and stopped him from getting closer while scolding lightly, "Mark, stop it!" He ducked his face

away from her hands and fed her the wine as he kissed her. Through her lips, she felt it flowing over.

The group of friends were just watching them while standing around. Grace whistled while Charlie just

raised his brows. Sherman and Billy, on the other hand, were discussing amongst themselves how

interesting the way they kissed was.

Only Nancy alone stared at Summer while gritting her teeth and clenching her fists, i

Summer felt blood rushing to her head, and she wanted to turn her head and hide away.

However, Mark's hold on the back of her head was strong, and it kept her in place. Staring into her

eyes, she could feel his hot breath on her numb lips as he said, "Close your eyes."

Listening to his deep voice and seeing her reflection i n his eyes, she fell into a daze.

Slowly, she shut her eyes as her heart pounded in her chest.

At that moment, she could only smell his faint masculine scent and the fragrance of the wine he was

feeding her as he devoured her lips. When he finally let go, he announced, "We’re done." However,

Grace did not want to let them off that easily, "That was only a minute and a half! You still have 30

seconds.

Continue!"

Mark raised his brows as he looked at Summer's flushed cheeks. They were as red as sun-blushed

apples. In a gentle tone, he defended, "Her cheeks are burning up already."

Upon hearing so, Summer ducked her head as she froze while her heart was beating erratically.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.