The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 1069

Along with Merlin's portrait, he had brought some of her belongings that she had used when she was alive. He put them in almost every room of the villa.

Sherman thought the man was a psychopath. He felt sad that Merlin had passed away, and she could understand him.

'But is it necessary for you to do that?'

When Sherman was about to say something, Kingsley raised his eyebrows to stop her. He shook his head and gestured to her not to say anything.

Seeing this, Sherman didn't say anything. She held her glass of water and sipped it.

Seeing Luke busy with arranging Merlin's belongings, Kingsley didn't say anything and just let him do whatever he wanted.

When Luke had almost finished arranging the items, Kingsley raised his wrist, looked at his watch and said, "It's getting late. We have to go back. If you want t o sort out the things you haven't sorted out by yourself, you can continue. If you don't want to do it, I'll ask the housekeeper to come here..."

Hearing these words, Luke froze in place. "'It's getting late. We have to go back." Where are they going?'

Kingsley casually took his suit jacket from the hanger, stretched his arms, and put the suit jacket over his shirt. As he straightened the collar of his white shirt, h e said, "Sorry, I forgot to tell you that I'm living in her apartment..."

'Forgot to tell me?' Luke was very angry.

Sherman glanced at Luke, whose look told her that he was furious.

She thought Kingsley was a bit sly. He said nothing but watched Luke arrange Merlin's belongings. Before saying these words, he waited until Luke was almost done with the work.

Kingsley did it on purpose.

In the morning, Natalie's cell phone rang while she was eating breakfast.

She looked at her cell phone and saw it was an unknown call, so she declined it directly.

Natalie had restrained herself and stopped making trouble at the Day family since she was in the news. After all, her behavior was a disgrace to the Day family, and Billy's father wasn't nice to her.

Natalie declined the phone, and then it rang again, so Natalie declined it again. Seeing what she had done, everyone at the table stopped their forks.

"It's an unknown phone number. I don't know it." She explained it softly and politely.

Billy gave her a lukewarm look and kept on eating his breakfast. The phone rang again, from the same unknown number.

Natalie thought that the person who called her must have something urgent to tell her. Otherwise, the person wouldn't call her again and again.

Dr. Zack said that he was in trouble and needed money. He said it was hard to express his situation clearly over the phone and wanted to meet her.

Natalie agreed. She took a taxi from the Day family's villa to the place they agreed on. It was a cafe, which was kind of secluded. What they had booked was a private room.

Dr. Zack said he had a bad year. He wasn't in the best o f spirits after having been kicked out of Santabaca. One day, when he treated a patient, he made a careless mistake with the medicine and the patient died. The patient's family demanded compensation from him. Besides, his wife was seriously ill, and his son was about to get married and then planned to study in Athana with his girlfriend after marriage. He needed money badly now.

Natalie frowned. 'Has he worked all these years for nothing? Has he worked all these years and hasn't saved a single penny?'

She didn't ask about it. Why did she ask him so much? Even if she asked, he may not tell the truth.

So Natalie just asked him how much money he wanted?

After having thought for a moment, Dr. Zack answered, "Five million dollars."

Natalie thought he demanded a sky-high price. 'Five million dollars? Does he think five million dollars is a small amount? Besides, how can I have five million dollars?'

'Does he think five million dollars is fifty or five hundred dollars? Does he speak without thinking?'

"I don't have five million dollars. What you said is impossible. If you really want money, you must lower the amount of money," Natalie said.