The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 889

Kingsley chucked and pinned her down on the sofa.

Sherman wore a low-necked blouse. His stubble pricked her delicate skin, Sherman blushed and shied away.

Just then, Kingsley's phone rang. He propped himself up and looked at the phone, but he didn't answer it.

Sherman remembered that she had to call Grace, so she picked up her phone. However, she found that her phone service had been canceled. She looked at Kingsley and asked, "Can I make a call on your phone?"

At the same time, Kingsley received a message. He looked at it, squinted, and said gently to Sherman," Okay, wait a moment..."

As he spoke, he deleted that message and handed her his phone...

Sherman called Grace and asked what she was doing.

Grace said she was putting on makeup, getting facials and shopping, preparing to bring down all evil forces!

Sherman was speechless.

Sherman thought her worries were all for naught.

Grace had a personality that did not take anything to heart. It seemed that she was not afraid even if the

sky fell.

"Oh, whose phone are you calling me from?" The number seemed strange to Grace, but unusual because there were several nines and eights.

Sherman said calmly, "Have a guess!"

"You think you can fool me with your little tricks? Quit pretending. It's my prince charming, right?"

"Come on, if you dare to say that my man is your prince charming again, don't blame me for turning against you!" Sherman gritted her teeth, squinted, and lowered her voice.

Hearing that, Grace became more unbridled, "Hoho! What a possessive woman! You can make me shut up, but how can you stop the thoughts in my mind?"

"Wow, you little bitch!" Sherman cursed with a smile. I n fact, she was teasing Grace, trying to make her happy and relaxed.

"Since you know I am a little bitch, why are you talking to me so long? Well, I have to hang up. I see a gorgeous dress. I'm gonna look at it."

Sherman raised her eyebrows and turned to find Kingsley sipping water, wearing his white shirt.

Sherman was tired and sleepy. She was naked, and Kingsley kissed her shoulder lovingly, "We can sleep

for a while..."

Sherman was drowsy, and his gentle words were more like mellow wine, lulling her to sleep.

Sherman's weariness was tinged with joy and warmth.

Soon after she fell asleep, Kingsley's phone rang again. He immediately reached for the phone and answered it, afraid to wake her up, he went quietly to the window to talk on the phone.

After listening to the caller say a few words, he frowned, squinted, and looked a little serious. He replied to the caller, "You don't have to come for the time being. I will go to Lanechett and Norwood when I am available..."

The caller replied to him something, and Kingsley rubbed his temples. He glanced at Sherman's figure fondly and said to the caller, "You come over when I'm settled. All right..."

Their call did not last long, maybe two or three minutes.

After that, Kingsley sipped his coffee and held her in his arms.