The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 697

"Thank you. I'm fine. I can stand up by myself." By supporting herself with both hands on the ground, she struggled to stand up, looking clumsy.

She could feel his aura. It was oppressive and also intimidating.

Kingsley's lips curled as he took off his coat and put it on his arm, casually and elegantly. "Please wait a moment."

Sherman stood still despite being a little puzzled. She had vomited excessively, in which all the vomitus was stuck to his coat. The smell was stronger that not even she could stand it.

Yet, the man did not show the slightest disgust, not even annoyance, as if he did not smell it. He made a call.

After a while, another tall man walked over, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand.

Kingsley handed the bottle to her after taking it from that man. "I think you need a bottle of mineral water t o rinse your mouth..." His voice still sounded hoarse.

Sherman was startled again. She sincerely thanked him upon receiving the bottle of mineral water." Thank you."

Indeed, what Grace had mentioned was not wrong. He was a person of genteel upbringing with well manners and grace.

If it had been another person, they must have already yelled at her at this moment or even demanded compensation for the coat.

The other man was looking at her, and then blurted a question out of the blue, "Are you five months pregnant?"

"What?" She raised her head to look at the man in surprise and puzzlement.

"Nothing." He laughed, but he still frowned as soon as he saw the vomitus on the ground.

Sherman sensed it, but she understood that his expression was natural. She turned around, looked at the coat on Kingsley's arm, and said, "This coat-"

Before she could finish her sentence, Kingsley interrupted her, "It's okay."

After the two of them disappeared from her sight, Sherman retracted her gaze and headed to the restroom. She lifted his coat and sniffed it. The stench was so strong and unpleasant that she was disgusted and felt the urge to vomit again.

At this moment, she couldn't help but think of that man. Somehow, the foul smell and the mess she had brought him did not seem to affect his elegance at the slightest.

It was as though his glow would remain radiant regardless of what circumstances.

Perhaps some men were born with such elegance.

Sherman rinsed her mouth as soon as she entered the restroom. After that, she left the bar. It was already late night. She managed to get a taxi and asked the driver to take her to a nearby dry cleaner.

When she finally reached her apartment, she sneered upon recalling what had happened inside the private box. They must be having fun now, enjoying the reunion their content since a party-pooper like me is n o longer around?

'Perhaps, Billy has kissed the back of Natalie's hand?'