The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 596

Her gaze was fixated on the road ahead as she focused on driving without uttering a word. She was careful as she was still not used to driving.

He watched her as he leaned on the side of the window with his chin in his hand. He couldn't explain it clearly in words, but he thought she looked attractive when she was focused. He asked, "Why did you decide to get a car?"

He shifted in his seat when he asked. The car felt slightly cramped for him, and he felt somewhat aggrieved.

"I've decided to start afresh. Anyways, don't talk to me when I'm driving."

He ignored what she said and asked, "Start afresh?"

"Yes. I'm starting a new life which does not have you i n it," she replied as she thought, 'I can only be cruel to myself if I'm able to be cruel to you.'

His eyes darkened in a flash, and a cold, gloomy air radiated off him. He smirked and spoke up after a while, "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.."

Summer didn't spare him a glace. She always had total focus on the road while driving.

They arrived at the apartment in a moment, and she

carefully held onto him as they got down. He pursed his lips into a thin line and leaned onto her, putting all his weight on her.

He was really heavy for her to support, and she felt strained with his weight. Her shoulders started to ache, and she almost felt out of breath.

"Am I heavy?" he asked suddenly, with his breath reeking of alcohol.

She gritted her teeth as she pulled and shifted his body which was almost sliding off to support him better, and she asked, "What do you think?"

Mark nuzzled his face into her neck. His chest heaved under his white shirt, and his breath felt hot as his voice sounded light when he said, "This is what my heart is feeling right now. This is what you made you made me feel, and I want you to feel it too."

‘These unbearable pressure and pain are what I gave him..'

He kissed and bit her as though he was a beast gone out of control who had wanted to bite her to death.

He held onto her using all his strength with no intentions of letting her go, and only when they were almost out of breath did she push him off her.

She panted as she pushed his hand that held onto her wrist off and left his apartment without turning her head back.

She stood in the elevator as she felt it moving down. She felt her heartbeat with the speed the elevator was moving, and it was beating slower as she calmed

down.

She was worried about not being able to hold back from hugging, kissing, and comforting him if she hadn't decided to leave.

It was hard to make her not love him. It had taken so much effort for her to push him away. The wind blew past and messed up her hair, covering her eyes and making her feel lost of what her future would look like from now.