The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 1509

Charlie reached out his hand and shook hands with Kingsley.

Then Kingsley turned to Billy. There was the charm and depth of a mature man in his eyes.

"Long time no see! I hope you're doing well.”

Although Billy felt upset and embarrassed, in the face of Kingsley's gracefulness and generosity, being self-concerned would make him look childish, so Billy also responded with a nod.

When Kingsley faced Grace, he was about to extend his hand, but Grace shook her head.

"I don't want a handshake! I want a hug!”

OK."

Gracefully, Kingsley opened his strong arms and gave Grace a friendly hug. The look on his face was gentle.

Sherman asked, "Where's the baby?"

"The baby is in Lanechett. I didn’t take him. There was not enough time to get everything prepared, and he's too young to travel. He couldn't stand it." Kingsley explained.

"Why did you suddenly come here?" Sherman had arrived in Santabacca at noon, and Kingsley had come in the afternoon.

A soft sigh escaped his thin lips, and Kingsley gazed affectionately at Sherman. His every move carried the charm of a mature man. He looked gentle, but there was deep affection in the bottom of his eyes. "What shall I do? I miss you very much."

With the others around, Sherman blushed. She lightly tugged his chest with her elbow and hissed, "Stop it!"

A man's maturity was a gift through the years. With such charisma, deep affection, and maturity, not only Sherman but Grace, such a bold woman, was also fascinated with him.

Grace wondered in her mind if Sherman would be crazy about Kingsley every day. For sure it was. What woman could stay calm with such a man!

Kingsley wrapped his arm around Sherman's waist. Then he handed Grace a delicately wrapped box. It was a pair of exquisite crystal shoes. He was definitely a gentleman. "Ms. Livingston, you went to Lanechett several times, but I didn't make the time to give you a good tour. So I brought a gift for you."

Grace hastily strode up to him with big steps. There was furious anger in her eyes.

The anger that she had been suppressing recently finally burst out as a volcano erupted.

"Charlie, what the hell are you putting this stinky face on for? Do I owe you money? If you don’t want to see me, or if I disgust you, we can go get a divorce. It'll all be over. You'll be happy then, and I'll be seeing other men!"

"Do you think no one wants me except you? Well, I'm telling you, there is a line of men waiting to be dating me!" Grace roared, venting her anger.

Charlie remained silent. He didn't say a word. Grace didn't know what was going through his mind.

Grace smiled bitterly, and then she picked up the shoes on the ground.

She turned around and went in the opposite direction. She went to another hotel.