The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 723

Sherman nodded her head smilingly and told him to g o ahead and not to worry about her. She thought it was not good for a woman to be too clingy.

Billy had to leave the next day for the business trip. After taking Sherman to the Day's family mansion, he headed to the airport. Natalie was also at the airport.

There was no business trip at all. In fact, it was that Natalie suggested going to Clisherwood for vacation and Billy agreed.

Billy felt distressed these days, and he wanted to go somewhere to relax, not to think about anything, just t o relax and relieve his stress.

The two traveled separately as they did when they went to San Mapeque last time. Billy went to Lanechett first, and then he transferred from Lanechett to Clisherwood. Natalie went directly to Clisherwood. They traveled on different route so as not to be spotted by others.

Clisherwood had rich grassland and the county was very close to untouched nature.

Standing on the sprawling grassland, Billy's gloomy mood dissipated immediately. In Clisherwood, they enjoyed delicious food together and slept together. They walked on the road holding arms. People who

didn't know them would think the two were married o r a loving couple.

They were very relaxed in Clisherwood, without any worries, only relaxation, and good moods.

They did not stay down there for much longer, just for three days. Then they bought tickets back to Santabaca. The flight was at night.

The night flight suited them well. Fewer people would fly at night, so no one might notice them.

Natalie fell asleep on the flight and her head rested on Billy's chest. They had a wonderful time together. It was as if they were on their honeymoon, happy and sweet.

It was three o'clock in the morning when they arrived i n Santabaca. They got off the plane and Natalie was still not totally awake. Her eyes were hazy and she was wobbling clinging to Billy's arm.

Billy looked at her. She looked like a little girl, simple and naive. He frowned and reminded her, "Watch the road."

However, he did not see Kingsley's face either.

The black Bentley was parked outside the airport, and the driver opened the door before Kingsley

approached close. "Mr. Wright!"

Lifting his hand, he took off his sunglasses. His eyes were red. He hadn't slept much. His large, clean, bony hand rubbed his forehead, he nodded lightly, and then he got directly into the car.

'The man looked familiar...' Kingsley's eyes narrowed slightly, contemplating the man he had just met. He was sitting in the back seat, his legs folded one above another. After thinking for a few minutes, he remembered that he had seen the man in Sherman's wedding photo in her wallet.

But the man...

"Mr. Wright! Are we going back to the villa?" The driver's voice sounded.