The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 1164

After witnessing the grand wedding, Sherman felt a slight headache. By the time the day of her son’s one-month birthday party came, she reckoned her son would be extremely exhausted.

"You haven't slept yet?" When Kingsley walked in, he saw that she was still reading her magazine.

She raised her hand and stretched. Then Sherman whispered, "Is he asleep?”

Nodding, Kingsley put his son in the stroller. Then he took her into his arms. His warm breath enveloped her neck." Even though we're not very young anymore, I've just experienced happiness and joy. And these feelings are given to me by you. Baby, I love you..."

Sherman wrapped her arms around his slim waist and responded to him in a soft voice and sweetly, "I love you too, but I've noticed you've been getting cheesier and cheesier recently.”

"Maybe it's when someone hits middle age that one becomes more sentimental and emotional. Since I can meet you and have a child at my current state of mind and age, I will certainly do my best to take good care o f you...” He tenderly told Sherman about pampering and caring for her.

Sherman let out a soft sigh. "What should I do? I'm getting to like to hear you sweet talk.”

Kingsley was still holding a glass of warm water in his hand and then took a sip of it. His Adam apple bobbed up and down sensuously. "As long as you like to hear me sweet talk, then I’ll tell you more often."

Summer and Grace also knew that

Sherman had given birth to a son, so both o f them were delighted and excited.

Billy also learned the news from Mark. He remained silent during this time. He had lost weight and was also depressed.

After hearing the news, he went back to his apartment. Then he went into the nursery h e had personally prepared for his child. As he looked around, he felt heartache and pain.

Now, Sherman was married to another man. She had a child, but her child was the other man's.

He had always been neat and clean.

However, he did not care whether his suit was clean or not and sat down on the floor. Then, he took the lighter and burned all the toys he had prepared before.

Although he felt he did not need to do so, h e no longer needed to keep these toys, because these toys would only remind him of how stupid he was.

The flames rose little by little, and then a gray smoke came out, making him feel choked. He might not know that Sherman had done the same thing he had done, which was to burn the child's clothes.

She must have given birth to a lovely child. Perhaps her child was just like her, who would sometimes be mischievous, quirky, and confused. And her child must be a mini version of her.

A smile crossed Billy's lips, but he was depressed the next second. Then he got up and went to the mall and picked out a limited edition Transformer.

When Billy arrived at the Valentine mansion, Summer was not home, but Mark was. Besides, Charlotte was writing calligraphy.

Billy looked at Charlotte. "Why do you want your daughter to practice calligraphy?"

Billy and Sherman had been together for seven years. He and Sherman had been in love since college. Then they got married, and Sherman got pregnant. However, Mark thought Billy and Sherman were always there for each other and would always be together. In the end, Billy lost Sherman.

Billy made a mistake and then lost her.

And he and Sherman would never be the same again. He felt confused, painful, and depressed.

Perhaps, he would always live like this.

He could still remember the first time he saw Sherman. It was his first day of college. He was lazing in the sun under a tree.

She was wearing a white shirt. She looked neat and pure in the sun. Her skin and eyes looked very bright, but she was so bold that she kissed him directly. Then, she smiled and winked mischievously. "Don't you think you're at a disadvantage? Well, do you want to kiss me back?"

At that time of the year, the leaves were soft and green, and the branches were lush. The sun was shining. And she came into his world.

When he thought of that time now, he somehow felt heartache. Although he wanted to leave, he felt his body ache so much that he couldn't move at all. Then, he collapsed. Billy said, "Let me rest for a while. Then I'll leave."

He felt the pain. The pain that ripped through his heart and lungs had made it impossible for him to move his feet.

The warm past was always like a deadly wound that could make him hurt beyond words.