The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 828

Suddenly, her phone buzzed. She took a glance at it and it was Grace.

Sherman didn't want to answer it, but it kept buzzing. I t seemed like if she didn't answer it, Grace would keep calling.

Reaching out for her phone, she still didn't answer it but simply hung up and turned it off. She was afraid it would wake the man up, who was still sleeping, lying beside her.

Grace knew that Sherman hadn't been home all night. She would definitely make a fuss about it.

"Morning..." Kingsley's deep eyes were half-open, with rare laziness. His voice was husky.

There was a slight flush on her cheeks. "Morning."

Reaching out his strong arms, he cuddled her over, and he kissed her softly. "I apologize for last night... I was rude..."

"..." Sherman didn't say a word. She felt a little awkward.

Kingsley smiled softly. He was enjoying watching her being a bit shy and embarrassed.

He was refreshed and had a peculiar charisma.

"It's 7:10. Are you going to work, or are you taking a day off?" Kingsley asked.

Sherman had almost completely forgotten she had to work today. Immediately, she was anxious. "I'm going t o work."

Her job had just gotten on track, and she had grown to adapt to it. She was not going to take a day off.

"It's 7:10. We have 10 minutes to freshen up and then 1 5 minutes for breakfast. I'll drop you downstairs at the company by 7:50. You don't need to rush. Don't panic... " With a light kiss on the corner of her lips, Kingsley raised his hand to look at the watch and said in a low voice. In a few seconds, he had scheduled everything for her.

Seeing she had just got a few minutes, Sherman was anxious. But his low voice calmed her down as if it had a natural capability to calm people's nerves.

She got dressed, showered, brushed her teeth, ate breakfast, and got in the car. Everything was within the schedule he planned.

When they arrived at the office, it was 7:48. Sherman was relieved. Kingsley was as elegant as usual.He had a faint smile on his face.

After saying goodbye to each other, Sherman walked into the office building, and then he left.

In two minutes, she would be late. She admired Kingsley for he timed it perfectly.

Walking to her desk, she got to work. She was always dedicated to her work. At noon, she had lunch with a girl from the company. They got along well.

The girl knew that she had started working in the company as a cleaner, so she asked her curiously why she would stay.

After a long time, Grace finally calmed down. She snapped, "Yelling for so long, I'm thirsty. I'll go get a glass of water. Don’t hang up! I'll be right back."

Sherman,

To be honest, Grace felt a little thirsty after yelling for s o long, and she also felt a little hungry.

A few minutes later, Grace came back. She picked up the phone and continued to rant at Sherman; while Sherman put her phone aside, not listening to her. She ate her lunch nonchalantly and let Grace vent her fury at the other end of the line.

Her colleague widened her eyes at the scene. She looked at Sherman in amazement.

Sherman smiled and shrugged her shoulders helplessly. She had a way of dealing with Grace.

It was a trick she had learned to face Grace when she was in a fury. There was nothing she could do about i t. When Grace got angry, she could keep lashing out for hours.

When they walked out of the restaurant, it was snowing. It was the first snowfall of winter. The snow was thick, large pieces of snowflakes floating down from the sky. The city was turned into a snow-white fairy tale world.

This year's snow came a little earlier than before. Time flew. It was already the end of the year.

Sherman took a breath of the cold air and hastened into the office building with her colleague. In the meantime, she got a call from Kingsley. He said he would take her to a place after work.