The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 1480

Mckenzie didn't care that Grace left, saying to Charlie gently and happily.

Charlie brushed his thick hair with his long, slender fingers. His eyes gleamed as he replied, "I have a few urgent documents to deal with before tomorrow morning, so I'll leave now, Mom!"

"Charlie!" Mckenzie's voice turned cold.

However, Charlie had walked out of the living room.

He was in a difficult position between his wife and mother.

Mckenzie picked up Jovanny, saying in a huff, "They say that children can accompany their old parents. I'm not that old yet, but my son has left me for his wife!"

Mckenzie was even more dissatisfied with Grace!

Mckenzie was just middle-aged. Now Charlie refused to listen to her anymore. She believed that Grace would drive a wedge between her and Charlie in the future.

No more than ten minutes after Grace returned to the apartment, Charlie also went back.

"Why did you come back so soon?" Grace was a little surprised.

"My wife is already back. Why should I stay there?" Charlie raised his eyebrows and complained, "But you are heartless. You just left there alone."

Grace coughed softly. "Will Mckenzie be angry because you followed me back?"

"Of course." Charlie sighed quietly. "Honey, if Mom makes some requests that are not that unreasonable in the future, can you give in to her?"

"I've always given in to her, but she has never thought for me at all!" Grace was resentful. "All she did was complain about me!"

This was a headache for Charlie. Both sides refused to yield or admit their faults.

Charlie felt that living in the villa was okay. Both the villa and the apartment were just places for sleeping. He decided to find a time to persuade Grace.

Mckenzie was old and her legs were bad. Even if she had servants by her side, they couldn't take care of her as well as her son.

He thought that he could live outside the villa.

Yet he'd better do that after his mom recovered.

Grace was kind. If he talked gently and reasonably to her, she would agree with him.

Thinking of this, Charlie felt much better. He took off his white shirt and walked into the bathroom while humming.

The white foam flew in the air. Grace was comfortably lying in the bathtub. She held a glass of red wine, gently swaying it.