The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 499

"Misunderstanding?” Yvette sneered. "Then tell me how I misunderstood him."

"Grudin North is running a medical welfare program, and since I have been diagnosed with leukemia, Mr. Valentine wants me to become the first batch of the beneficiaries of this program. I heard him saying that the TV station will come to cover the program," Samantha said slowly.

"Really?" Yvette had calmed down somewhat, but was still suspicious of them, i

"Why would I lie to you, Mrs. Valentine? My diagnosis report is out. I will bring it here so you can take a look at it." Samantha was about to get out of bed.

Ronald stopped her and looked sternly at Yvette." Knock it off already, Yvette. You are embarrassing yourself."

Just then, the doctor came in, and Ronald said to Yvette, "Ask the doctor if you don't believe me. The doctor has the diagnosis report. Go home now, would you?"

The doctor handed the diagnosis report to Yvette.

Things were clearly written in the report. Yvette looked at Samantha, feeling embarrassed. "I have

misunderstood. Get well soon."

"Thank you, Mrs. Valentine." Samantha let out a halfsmile, with the corner of her mouth twitching.

"How about you?" Yvette looked at Ronald again.

“I will stay in the hospital for a while. The reporter from the TV station will come over soon. I will return home after the recording is over. I will ask the chauffeur to send you home."

Samantha let out a sarcastic smile. Often, such a woman was the most foolish.

The interview wrapped up, and the school principal brought Summer for a classroom tour.

She had always been teaching languages, and this time was no different. She was assigned to teach the 11th Grade.

"I didn’t know that Mr. Lloyd and Ms. Hart knew each other. Come over and have some coffee."

The three of them sat down and chatted over coffee.

But it was the principal and Patrick who did the talking most of the time, while Summer just chimed i n occasionally. She was surprised that Patrick was teaching French.

He seemed to be excellent at how he carried himself and the way he talked.

After sitting for a while, Summer said, "Mr. Simpson, M r. Lloyd, please excuse me. I have got to leave now."

"I am leaving, too. I can give you a ride, if you don't mind, Ms. Hart." Patrick stood up and brushed down his clothes.

Before Summer could refuse, the principal chimed in." That will be great, since Ms. Hart and Mr. Lloyd are colleagues now.”