The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 720

Natalie heard the hubbub, looked up, and met Mark's intimidating eyes, her heart jumping in horror. Then she quickly lowered her head, mixing drinks.

She had never seen Mark in person before, but on TV several times. She didn't expect that his gaze was as sharp as a sword.

She knew that Sherman's best friend was married to him, so Sherman also knew him.

Charlie wore a puzzled look on his face, not knowing what Mark was looking at. Before he could know it, Mark had stridden out.

The doorman had driven the three cars over. After Charlie got into the car, Mark walked up to Billy with his long legs, asking, "What time does Natalie get off work?"

Billy did a double-take and then shrugged. "How would I know that? We're not in contact now."

"Good. Some mistakes can be made because there is still a chance to correct them, but some mistakes can't, because they're fatal. One will only regret it if they have made such mistakes..." He said meaningfully.

"What do you mean?" Billy felt that Mark was warning

him.

"Nothing. You should know who's more important to you, Sherman or Natalie. After all, it's your own business. I'm just kindly reminding you..."

After saying this, Mark indifferently took the car key from the doorman, sat in, and drove away.

He avoided and hated getting involved with other people's lives and relationships. He decided not to tell Summer about that.

Those were other people's love affairs. No matter what they would experience and suffer, that was their own business.

Sherman went to bed early since she was pregnant.

When Billy came back, Sherman was in a deep sleep. H e was somehow in a fret. He drank a glass of water, returned to the bedroom, and sat down on the bed.

Sherman was wearing ordinary, thick pajamas, perhaps because she felt cold.

Billy felt his abdomen burning, but after seeing the pajamas on her, his desire had gone.

He closed his eyes while Natalie's image at the bar suddenly came to his mind.

Then he went to the study. Before his eyes surfaced Natalie's image again. She was wearing a robe. Her legs and waist were slender.

Sherman had an uncontrollable urge to roll her eyes." Have you ever seen a pregnant woman go to a bar?"

"You're not the only pregnant woman. Summer will also join us. You two just need to sit there watching m e drink and dance. OK?"

Hearing this, Sherman agreed. Anyway, Summer would also go. Besides, Billy would come back late today, and she was quite bored staying at home alone.

She could sit in the bar, drink some juice, chat, and relax herself.

At night.

The city in the night was prosperous. The lights shone like diamonds. Billy stopped his car in front of the bar.

Natalie was still mixing drinks, wearing a tight and short skirt provided by the bar.

She was standing in four-inch heels. Her clothes showed off her ample breasts, well-toned buttocks, and long legs. Her hair fell over her shoulders.

Billy saw her as soon as he walked in. He then went to the private room on the first floor rather than went upstairs.