The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 691

The more she panicked, the more disoriented she became. Sherman's face looked just like a ripe apple. She was frantically trying to close the tabs. She did not even know why she had so many tabs opened up. I t was killing her!

She then bumped her foot into the chair leg due to her carelessness. She bent forward and gasped uncontrollably, but she knocked her head onto the tabletop at the same time, which left tears in her eyes.

The situation she was in had made the man's brows arch slightly. He moved his lips and comforted her with his magnetic voice. "Don't worry and take your time, I'll look somewhere else..."

Sherman's urge to die had gotten even stronger!

But the man really turned around to face the restroom door with his back facing her. He hung up the phone and put it in the pocket of his trousers casually.

Her hands moved faster than ever and she managed t o close every tab that she had opened with just a few clicks. She knew that she could not stay in the lounge any longer.

She bit her lips with her head hanging low to focus only on her own steps. She did not even look from the

side of her eyes.

She swept past the man like a tornado before disappearing completely in his sight almost instantly.

'Embarrassing! It was too embarrassing! What am I going to do with my life now!’

Grace was already done with her makeup by that time. Their makeup technique was really good. They made her look exceptionally beautiful, but not tacky.

Grace's back hurt from sitting for over an hour to get her makeup done. She wanted to go to the lounge and get some rest but Sherman was reluctant. 'There were so many places to rest, but she had to go to the lounge. ' She then dragged Grace away from going into the lounge.

"Oh my god! Look, a stunner!" Grace yelled suddenly.

A man walked out from the club entrance. His dark blue shirt, black blazer, and knee-length coat with a handsome face looked extra attractive under the morning light. His eyes were slightly squinted while h e was calling on his phone with his right hand and holding an exquisite gift box in his left hand. He walked down the steps with an honorable and graceful charm oozing from his whole being.

"Look at that face and that body. There is just no man that can match with him!” Grace's eyes were shining with dirty intentions. "His long legs are so slim without any extra fat, and that muscular back and perfectly inverted triangle build, he is just perfect!"

Sherman thought that the man looked familiar. She only remembered him after recollecting her memories for a while. 'Isn't he the man from the lounge?’

Due to the embarrassing and humiliating position she was in just now, she did not dare to even see his appearance. She only realized how handsome and elegant the man was after seeing him now.

Perhaps Grace’s gaze was too passionate and strong to go unnoticed by the man, he tossed his gaze over and i t landed on Sherman once he walked down the steps.

The valet drove the car to him and handed him the key. He thanked him softly and tipped the valet before getting into the car. He started his silver Mulsanne, left in a perfect arc as he disappeared before everybody’s eyes...

"Okay, he’s gone now. I am afraid that you'll only be craving for him more if you keep on looking like this.” Sherman teased her. "Charlie’s face would probably turn purple and be filled with rage if he ever found out about what happened today."

"Well, I would definitely leech on the man to death if I was married." Grace disagreed completely. "I've already done it a few times with the man in my head just now!"

Sherman gave her a kick after hearing her words." Watch your words! Prenatal education! Don’t corrupt m y baby!”

Grace was still unable to stop talking about the man over and over again even after they got into the car. “H e was literally the perfect man in my heart, satisfying all my fantasies about men."

Sherman thought that Charlie would definitely faint from anger if he were to hear what Grace just said. She was not feeling it, so she leaned on the car window and squirmed around lazily.

"The differences between men are easy to distinguish. Like your Billy, he is the real definition of a playboy, always mucking around. He can only fool those young girls with that little rogue look of his. But a man like him, he could just stand there and be perfect. There'll b e a line of women waiting to throw themselves in his arms. His charisma, maturity, and experience were all formed over time, not to mention that abstinence scent that was radiating from his body..."

Sherman was still leaning on the side of the car while still squirming around lazily. "How do you know if he was abstinent? He is not a monk.”

"I was talking about the feeling and aura." Grace felt like she was talking to a brick wall.