The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 627

Sometimes, you come to your senses in just a matter o f seconds, and you suddenly see the light at the end of the tunnel.

The sadness, depression, and the feeling of suffocation were fading away. She was now different from the miserable look of the past few days.

She was a little excited, her expression brightening u p. But then, her expression froze as she looked in a particular direction.

Those changes of expressions would never escape Grace’s eyes. She turned around and saw through the transparent glass of Mark and the girl getting into the car together. "No way is he going out with another girl so quickly. Look at your expression; you look like a grumbling woman. Are you sure you can let go of him?"

Summer pulled back her eyes and stared at Grace, who was still chewing the straw. "Don't you think the girl’s behavior is a bit of an eyesore?”

"I just think you are jealous. Why do you think that girl is an eyesore to you? Have you thought of a solution?"

"Almost."

Grace poked Summer’s forehead with a finger. "I find

you are completely self-defeating. Now that you have thought of a solution, why did you push him away again, and then tortured yourself this way?"

"I just found the solution." It was a lightbulb moment.

"Then why didn’t you think of it two days ago?"

"My mom scared me out of my wits, and I did not have time to think about it so much, but just felt painful, depressed, and struggling. It was better to be dead than alive for me,” she said, looking around the mall again. "Shopping costs money, but it could be inspiring sometimes." She mocked.

He turned the car around in a drift, and then drove in the direction he came.

How long could she remain stubborn this time? Time would tell, but unless he or she died, no one could separate him from her.

When he returned to the apartment and faced the silence and loneliness of the house, he laughed and mocked. Was she lying to herself or to him when she said she wanted to give up on him?

He was a man of his word, but when he arrived at her place, he could only lower himself.

But this time, he would not make the first move to look for her. He wanted her to turn around and admit her mistake on her own accord.