Sherman stared straight at the elevator and waited intently. When the elevator arrived, she stepped into it.
The manager pressed the button for the private elevator. However, Kingsley moved his thin lips and said, "No."
Then an elevator arrived. Kingsley turned around, moving his long, straight legs, and walked to the elevator. Stepping inside the elevator, he pressed the button for the ground floor.
The manager was confused. 'Didn't Mr. Wright just say he was going upstairs to fetch some papers? Why did h e suddenly change his mind?'
Finally, he seemed to think of something. He smiled. ' Wasn't that Sherman who had just left in the elevator?'
Kingsley did not seem to have shaved in the morning. The pale stubble on his chin made him look even more sexy, charming, and mature.
He walked to the parking lot, got in his car, and drove out. He drove slowly following the bus in front.
Sherman was on the bus, so was Billy, who kept pestering her and wouldn't leave.
She walked into the neighborhood. The security guard at the gate of the neighborhood stopped Billy. Then the guard saw Kingsley's car. They had seen this car quite often. The guard was there when Kingsley lost his temper that night, so he had a clear memory about that night.
He didn't stop Kingsley. The car drove into the neighborhood smoothly.
Sherman noticed his car, but she didn't make any reaction. For these days, she felt tired, really tired. She didn't want to think about anything.
She still lived her life like usual, cooking dinner, going to work, showering, then lounging on the couch watching TV, doing yoga, and sleeping.
This evening, as always, the car didn't leave until the light of Sherman's apartment went out.
Luke knew they were apart. He smiled. He seemed to b e content. 1
Kingsley put the keys on the table. Luke gestured to the room, indicating that Merlin was asleep.
For the first day, she felt awkward. By the second day, she got used to it. By the third day, it was a fair nature thing. No matter how much Lee followed her around, she could be easy about it. There was no big deal about it.
And Lee followed her everywhere she went. In addition to breakfast, Lee also brought her lunch and dinner.
Even when she got on the bus, the silver Mulsanne always followed the bus. When the bus drove slow, the Mulsanne was slow. When the bus drove fast, so did the Mulsanne.
Everyone in the company could sense that Sherman and Mr. Wright were having trouble. They all said that
Mr. Wright had done enough and she should let it go.
Sherman didn't say a word, as if she didn't hear them. She just focused on her work.
The bottom line was that the agreement between Kingsley and his wife was not eligible by law, even though the terms were clear, detailed, and acknowledged by both.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The President's Accidental Wife