The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 1232

A black luxury car was parked downstairs.

Luke looked up and saw the lights on through the window.

Obviously, Eileen and Brad had returned home.

He took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and started smoking.

Later, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground.

The flame flickered in the night. He drove away without going upstairs.

Eileen had a cold.

Feeling dizzy, she held her forehead and sat on the sofa.

Brad took a glass of warm water from the water fountain.

Then he squatted by the drawer and rummaged for something.

After that, he walked back to Eileen with a few cold pills in his hand and said, "Mom, take the medicine."

Eileen froze, and her eyes were filled with tears.

She rubbed his hair, took the medicine, and said, "Do you want to eat something?"

She was unfortunate.

However, Brad was really sensible and considerate. Her heart ached for him.

"I'm not hungry." Brad shook his head, fiddled with the sofa, and said, "Is Dad coming back tonight?"

"No. Go to bed. You should go to school tomorrow."

She took him to the bedroom calmly.

Brad looked up and said, "Will Dad live in the villa?"

"Maybe. He has a lot of villas. Just go to sleep." She patted him lightly.

Luke had a lot of villas in Lanechett. How could she possibly know where he lived?

She didn’t know exactly how many villas h e had in Lanechett.

She just knew that he often returned to the Bennington family's villa when he was in Lanechett.

She thought that he didn't love her, so he didn’t feel embarrassed and heartbroken for her.

She walked in the park late at night with Brad, but he didn’t look back at them.

She had already known this would happen.

But why did she have expectations for him?

The next day.

After sending Brad to school, she started painting.

When Brad left, he said there would be a parent-teacher meeting at school. She refused and asked Brandy to attend it.

She caught a bad cold. Moreover, she had stayed in the rain for a long time on a cold day. She felt drowsy.

Putting down her paintbrush, she went back to her bedroom and lay down on the bed.

Her forehead was still very hot. She closed her eyes and curled up.

She was unconscious.