The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 503

Sherman bit the straw in her mouth and glanced at Billy again. She did not harp on it, but she would still want to see Natalie's medical history.

Besides, Billy sincerely wanted to break off with Natalie. He and Sherman had been in love for seven years, and Sherman was pregnant now.

He would be letting Sherman down if he continued his relationship with Natalie. So he really wanted to break off the relationship.

When Natalie went to checkout with the clothes, the manager told her that someone had paid for them.

Natalie knew who that someone was, and the corners o f her lips curled up in a smile.

Her companion was so excited that she regretted not taking a few more clothes. After all, someone was paying on their behalf.

Natalie knew a thing or two about what was on Billy's mind. After all, she knew him well enough.

She knew exactly what Billy liked and disliked. She had the time to play with Billy and Sherman.

With the shopping bags in hand, Natalie and her companion left the mall. Natalie’s brows were knitted together as she left, as if something was bothering her

in her mind.

The moment she walked out of the mall, she saw Sherman and Billy.

The black Bentley was parked up in front of the mall. Billy opened the door for Sherman, waiting for Sherman to get in before he went around to the driver's side.

As he looked up, his eyes met with that of Natalie. He squinted his charming narrow eyes, giving her a few glances before getting into the car.

"Oh, yeah? Since when did you start to lie to me?" Daisy poked her forehead with a finger. "You think I a m blind? His car was parked up outside the apartment. Did you think I didn’t see that?"

Her forehead reddened and heated up, and she reached to grab her mom's hand, chuckling snappishly. "Mom, when did you become a paparazzo?"

"What paparazzo? You and him were standing outside the apartment. Even the blind could see that.” Daisy’s chest was heaving up and down. "Are you sure you want to be together with him?"

The expression on Summer’s face turned serious, and she was determined. "Mom, I want to be with him."

Daisy looked at her, frowning, because she could not wrap her brain around it. "Is Dean not better than him?"

"Mom, Dean is a good man. Just that the feeling is different. Being with Dean is not as happy as being with him, with whom I feel more relaxed and at ease. I know exactly what I want."