The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 825

"I'm going upstairs then. Drive carefully and be safe." Sherman withdrew her hands and unbuckled the seat belt. She was about to get out of the car. Suddenly, the man's strong, warm palms grasped her hand.

Before she realized what was going on, the man's tall, strong body leaned over and pressed against hers.

His fervent kisses made her out of breath.

His kiss was passionate, but it was tender. No, it was tender at first, but then it grew wild. She felt like an electric shock hit through her body, a faint pain on her lips.

It was the first time Sherman felt Kingsley's passion, a passion other than the gentleness of the man.

After quite a while, he let her go. The tip of his nose pressed against hers, and his lips were next to hers.

The night was cool. The car was quiet. But it was so intense between the two. They were both calming their breath. No one moved a bit, either he or her.

Kingsley gazed at her, but Sherman could no longer look him straight in the eyes.

At the moment, his eyes looked so dark and so deep, like melting ink. But the desire floating in them was obvious.

But Kingsley was a gentleman. He straightened up. And then he helped her organize her slightly mussed clothes with his big, bony hands. He tucked her loose hair behind her ears. "It's getting cold. Go upstairs..."

Her cheeks were blushed, her breathing was short, and her lips were scarlet and swollen. She nodded in silence and got out of the car.

She wanted to watch him drive away. He, however, insisted on watching her go upstairs first. They were both stubborn.

Eventually, Sherman went upstairs first. After seeing her slender figure disappear in the doorway, he started the car and left.

With just a glance, Grace knew what had happened with Sherman. She exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Mr. Wright is so wild!"

Sherman was already blushing. With Grace’s exclamation, she felt all her blood rush to her cheeks. She gave a solid pinch on Grace's arm.

The pain in Grace's arm was severe. Grace dodged Sherman's next pinch. Then she asked her about the class reunion.

"..." Sherman was silent.

Suddenly Grace's phone rang. It should be Charlie's mother. Sherman saw the look on Grace's face, and it didn't look good, and her tone was harsh.

Grace hung up the phone. Sherman was right. It was Grace’s mother-in-law.

Although Charlie's mother didn't like Grace, she was quite frank. She made it clear that she wanted Grace and Charlie to get a divorce.

Grace tossed her phone aside and went to the bedroom. Sherman breathed a slight sigh and followed her into the bedroom. In the broad bed, they slept side by side, each with their own thoughts.

Sherman thought that if she had known in advance that she would meet Natalie at the reunion party today, she would never have gone. It was not that she was timid, but because she had always hated Natalie. She thought there was no need to see her.

The next morning, a silver Mulsanne was running on the road. Kingsley was leaning back in the leather seat, his eyes closed like he was asleep.