The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 1185

Luke drank water. People who had similar life experiences could always empathize with each other, such as him and Sherman at this time.

"Honestly speaking, I didn't expect that one day I would sit here and talk peacefully with you. We hated each other a lot before." She said.

"Are you fooling me with these good words and thus touching me to make me let you g o?" Luke asked.

"There is no such need. I know you won't hurt me. Your purpose is nothing more than not wanting me to be with Kingsley."

Sherman now knew Luke's ideas

thoroughly.

"Have you thought that even if your goal is achieved, then what will happen? Kingsley may meet another beloved woman of his in the future. And then you continue to interfere in his love and repeat this process? You've suppressed the past things in your heart for more than ten years. Aren’t you tired?"

If Luke wanted to hit and hurt her, he could do so during the time that she was in a coma.

Tired? No one had ever asked him before. Luke's hands trembled slightly and then he said in a hoarse voice. "I am not qualified t o feel tired. Thinking of Zora, I am not qualified to feel tired at all. I have to take half responsibility for her death. If I hadn't sent the photos of Kingsley working hard a t the construction site to Cathy, Cathy would not have taken the money to find Zora and Zora would not have been shadowed by someone. And she would not have died. All the responsibility lies with m e! It's all my fault! I killed my beloved woman. She is my beloved woman!"

Sherman had never known there was such an inside story. "It has been more than ten years since Zora died, and you have been depressed for more than ten years. It is naturally impossible for you to say that you are not tired! You attribute Zora's death to yourself and you have been suppressing your pain and guilt. So, you cannot allow Kingsley to feel happy. Obviously, you have suppressed your emotions for too long. Do you believe in fate?"

"Actually, I know that you don’t hate me and I can even feel that you like me a little bit. What you hate is only Kingsley's love for me, and the joy and relaxation I make Kingsley feel. Kingsley's happy feelings are what you hate the most, aren't you?" She pointed out Luke’s ideas directly.

Hearing this, Luke felt she was cheeky. " Why do you think I like you?"

"My intuition." Chuckling slightly, she took the opportunity to ask, "Could you lend me your phone? I want to call Kingsley.”

"Do you think I am a fool?"

"Don't worry. I just call to tell him that I cannot go home tonight and ask him not to worry about me. Otherwise, he will go to the police station and then you may plunge into trouble. You are his only good friend. I don’t want you to break off your relationship. And one night is enough for u s to settle the problem between us. There will be no police and no one coming. It’s up to you to kill me or do something to me. What do you think of it?" She made a good suggestion.