The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 655

Without second thoughts, Summer also hung onto the bedsheets and slowly slid downward.

Nothing tragic happened because the bedsheets were strong. They landed safely. Yvette, feeble in both feet, sat on the ground and wept silently.

Nobody could understand what it felt to escape the gates of Hades. Summer breathed heavily; she held her quivering legs, trying to calm herself.

The Civil Defense Force personnel had arrived and cordoned the area. Many people had gathered.

Summer borrowed an onlooker's phone, and as she dialed Mark's number, her hands were trembling.

Nevertheless, no one answered the call.

Then, she called Harry. The call connected, and she asked, "Where is Mark?”

"He’s in the apartment. He wasn't feeling well this morning. After being administered with sedatives, he’s now resting in the apartment."

His words were devastating. Summer stumbled; she lost her balance and held on to the tree behind." You’re saying Mark is in the apartment?"

Yvette heard it too, and she stopped weeping. She convulsed and trembled in her arms, face, mouth, and

entire body.

'Mark, Mark, he's in the apartment!' "It's true. He was sedated. I think he is still asleep now. It was I who sent him back to the apartment-"

Before Harry could finish, the phone had slipped from Summer’s grip. She remembered that his coat was still on the sofa.

She shivered as though she was encased in an icy casket. It was scorching a while ago, but now it's frigid; it was such a contrast.

She rushed forward frantically but was stopped by the officers. "You cannot go through here. It's dangerous!"

As her tears flowed, Summer broke through the barricade. When the officers realized it, she had already dashed into the apartment.

"The fire is so big. Is she out of her mind?"

"Can she even make it out alive?"

"That someone inside must mean a lot to her.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have rushed in while risking her life."

As the crowd gossiped, Yvette could only watch in a daze at Summer's resolve to rush in at the expense of her life. She wanted to enter too, but her back and legs hurt so much that she could not even stand up. She closed her eyes and folded her hands, but her mind was blank.

The fire had become fiercer than before. Covering her nostrils with a wet towel, Summer clamped her cheeks together and dashed into the flames.