The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 823

When Kingsley passed her, her heart could not help beating faster. Natalie watched the car disappear in front of her, and she also got in the car and started.

Sherman was leading a good life now, and it was much better than she had imagined, which made her really uncomfortable.

Natalie had thought that Sherman would be ridiculed at the class reunion tonight. But this was not the case, and she hated the result.

Billy was signing the papers at the villa when Natalie came back. She was a little tired, but she didn't know the reason. She put the car keys on the table.

Billy skimmed over her white dress and said, "Mow'd you get that wine stains on your dress?"

There were wine stains on the front of her dress and o n the hem of her dress.

Natalie said directly, "I went to the reunion tonight, Sherman happened to be there. I made a toast to her but she pushed me away..."

Natalie wouldn't tell Billy that Sherman had changed s o much now. And she would not talk about the man beside Sherman.

Billy would be curious about Sherman's change, and h e would also want to know who accompanied Sherman.

She would just stop at where it should!

Sure enough, there was an irritable look on Billy's face when he heard Sherman's name. He didn't want to hear anyone mention Sherman.

"She has a prejudice against you. She hit you before, but now she's getting more and more unruly and capricious. Stay away from her from now on."

"I see." Natalie said, "I'm going to change my clothes. Sorry that I forgot to bring what you wanted me to buy.

II

"It's fine..." Billy said casually. He picked up the red wine on the table, sipped lightly, and then picked up the papers on the table.

Kingsley smiled gently, and then he started the car.

Sherman could not read his mind, and could not tell whether what he said was true or not. She frowned slightly, but she didn't care that much.

"Did you eat anything tonight? Would you like to get something to eat?" She asked.

Kingsley nodded and asked her what she wanted to eat. After thinking about it, Sherman said, "Don't you like the soup on South Lane very much? Why don't we go and have some soup together?"

Kingsley seemed to be delighted to hear that Sherman knew a lot about his taste.

The bistro named The Flavor on South Lane was full o f customers. Kingsley ordered an elegant private room with antique decoration. The soup bowls in this bistro were wooden.

Sherman knew his taste. He liked the minestrone soup, and she also ordered some toast and fried chicken wings.