The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 1010

Christian was also dumbfounded for a second. His big hand rubbed his brows, and he had a helpless smile. H e wondered how it could be such a coincidence!

Kingsley did not explain further but looked at Sherman, "I'll take you to have a meal. Brother, come along..."

At this moment, Christian understood the relationship between the two. He waved his hand and refused.

Apparently, he had little interest in being the third wheel.

"Merlin is still there. Christian, take her home for me... " Kingsley asked.

Christian nodded his head. The three then got in the car. Sherman felt guilty. She was silent the whole way. Kingsley's deep eyes kept staring at her.

Kingsley took them to a restaurant. Merlin was still there, waiting for Kingsley. Hearing the footsteps, she turned around. But she didn't expect it to be three people.

She was just having dinner with Kingsley. Suddenly, h e received a phone call. Merlin didn't know what the other person said on the phone. Then he left in a hurry. He looked extremely anxious.

Merlin was used to seeing his gentle, nonchalant face. This was the first time she had seen him being so worried.

Merlin saw Sherman, and Sherman saw her too. Sherman glanced at the woman sitting at the table. She was beautiful, but her face was pale. It was obvious she was seriously ill.

"I'll have a meal with her." Kingsley said to Merlin.

Without asking any questions or saying anything, Merlin nodded her head. Her eyes glanced over Sherman. Then she walked out of the restaurant with Christian.

Kingsley ordered some food, something easily digestible. It was a several-hour flight from Santabaca to Lanechett. He figured Sherman must be starving.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming to Lanechett? "After ordering the food, he asked with a stern look on his face.

"I wanted to give you a surprise." Sherman looked at him out of the corner of her eye. Her voice was timid.

"But now, it turned out to be a scare! Don't you think s o?" Kingsley's voice was harsh. He was angry. He had rarely been so agitated, "Thanks to God! They just grabbed your handbag. What if they kidnapped you?"

"Well, they didn't. You're overly worried."

"What if there was a one percent chance? I'd rather you didn't surprise me like that, and so you wouldn't have freaked me out..."

Christian and Merlin hadn't left yet. Standing outside the window, Merlin fastened her eyes at the two. She watched intently.

Kingsley looked grim. He appeared to be blaming the woman. The woman was timid, her head hanging down.

The food was served. The woman reached out to take the plate. But Kingsley frowned. With that stern frown, he moved the meal away and continued to blame her.

She'd never seen Kingsley like this before. He got a temper. He would get angry. He wasn't always gentle, but he had emotions.

"You don't care about me! You used to be good to me, but now you've changed! You won't even lend me money..."

"While I’m still angry, shouldn't you behave yourself instead of picking on me here? Now, I don't feel quite happy..."

Sherman didn't expect that things would turn out this way. A surprise will turn into a scare, and it made Kingsley so worried and angry.

"It's okay if you don't want to lend me money. I'm tired. Can you take me to a cheap hotel to stay for the night? The cheaper, the better."

"You're playing miserable? Tell me how many tricks you have?" He stared at her.

Sherman shook her head, indicating that she was really tired. To make more of it, she frowned wearily and feigned, "Have you forgotten I'm pregnant? Flying i s exhausting..."

Immediately, Kingsley gave in. He drove her to a hotel. It is a luxury hotel in the center of the city, a property o f the Wrights.

Kingsley took her directly to the presidential suite on the top floor. Sherman walked into the room. Feeling a little thirsty, Sherman poured herself a glass of water.

When she turned around, she saw Kingsley's long body bending down over the floor at the entrance. His large hands propped against the door, he was changing his shoes. The pale yellow light from the ceiling spilled over his head. It looked cozy.

Watching the scene, Sherman got into a trance. Finally, she understood where the hollow feeling in her heart came from during the days she was home alone.