The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 1154

Taking in Sherman’s mood swings, Kingsley cupped her face and said tenderly, "You didn't like it?"

"I don't like my stepmother doing this," Sherman said frankly.

"I know. I know you don’t want to see those relatives. But there’s only one wedding in a lifetime. Moreover, the Wright family doesn't care about the money. Just for the fun of it, ah-huh?” Kingsley coxed softly," Come on, show me a smile."

Although Sherman smiled, she was still upset. She had thought it would happen, but she did not expect they would go this far.

To cheer Sherman up, Kingsley took her for a drive to see the beautiful scenery, take a walk, and then he took her back to the hotel.

Grace and Summer were both in the hotel. Kingsley's intention was simple: to rid Sherman of her troubles and make her happy.

His work paid off. When he went to pick Sherman up at night, he found that her mood had obviously improved, which made him feel better too. As long as she was happy, he would be happy.

The next day was their wedding, and by custom, they were not supposed to sleep together or see each other before the wedding.

However, Kingsley was not a routineer. He was concerned that Sherman would not sleep well alone and would not tuck herself in her bed.

Cathy and the others barricaded Kingsley outside Sherman's room. Kingsley, a 35-year-old handsome and graceful man with erect carriage, tried to find a gap and squeeze in.

Cathy said, "Kingsley, it's only one night."

"She can't sleep well without me. What if she doesn't feel well?" He rubbed his temples, and his white shirt wrinkled with jostling.

Kingsley’s grandpa picked up a walnut and hit Kingsley right on the back, "No more monkey business! Customs are to be observed!"

But Sherman could not sleep at all!

Hardly had she lay down when her phone rang. The call was from Kingsley, so she became cheerful at once.

"Couldn't you sleep?" Kingsley's deep voice was mixed with the sound of water as if he were taking a bath.

When Sherman was about to speak, Grace snatched her phone, "I don’t think your call is going to help her, Mr. Wright. Your bride will get up at about four or five o'clock tomorrow morning to make up and try on her wedding dress. Moreover, it's ten o'clock now. There isn't much time."

"Sorry..." Kingsley apologized and added, "I won't call her. See that you take care of her. Sorry to trouble you. She'll probably be hungry at night, so let me know if she wants anything. And if she really can't sleep, have her call me..."

Grace leaned against the wall and listened as Kingsley poured out his concerns about Sherman. When he finished, she hung up and poked Sherman slightly on the forehead with her finger, "Jeez, you're really his cosset."