The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 924

The card read, "After knowing you, I realized that I could give willingly."

The handwriting was dashing and powerful. The name, Kingsley, was written in the lower right corner.

She guessed wrong. The bouquet was not from Billy, but from Kingsley. Kingsley didn't look like a man who would do such a thing. However, he did.

Looking at the flowers, Sherman didn't want to throw them away. So she put them in the vase and placed the vase on her desk.

In the afternoon, Lee came and said that Mr. Wright had gone to a meeting and he came to take her home.

Sherman didn't want him to take her home, so she asked Lee to leave the office. However, when she went off work, Lee drove his car right behind her.

Grace was coming over for dinner, so she made porridge in advance, which tasted delicious.

By the time she ate dinner and Grace left, it was already ten o'clock. Sherman did yoga for a while. After she turned off the lights in the room, the car downstairs started, and the man's black coat in the car could be dimly seen.

The next day, Sherman received flowers again as soon

as she got to work. This time, it was red roses and the petals were very delicate, which were still sent by Kingsley.

Sherman couldn't bear to throw the flowers away, so she had no choice but to find an empty vase again and put the flowers in it.

Sherman received a bouquet of roses every day for the next three days. Lee would come from time to time to deliver breakfast, lunch and dinner.

The office was dressed up by Sherman as if it was a flower store. She felt that it couldn't go on like this. She had to talk to him.

Finding Kingsley's number on her phone, Sherman slightly bit her lips, exhaled, and finally called him.

Kingsley had told her the time and the place. Then she would keep the appointment, because he was not Billy, who made her very wary.

Kingsley would never mess around.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Sherman attended the appointment on time. When Kingsley saw her coming, he pulled the seat for her and asked the waiter to bring a glass of water.

"Mr. Wright, it's surprising that a gentleman like you threatened a woman." She meant what he said earlier.

Kingsley hooked his lips and lightly sipped the water. His expression was soft but his voice was hoarse," Yes, I am a gentleman, but, there are very few women who can make me crazy, almost none..."

While speaking, he got up to Sherman, and his hands pressed her shoulders. "For you, I have a deep sense of powerlessness. It is difficult for you to open your heart to others, and for you, my pursuit of you does not have much effect. I'm not very good at wooing women. You may not have experienced the crushing sense of powerlessness. Please tell me what can I do so that you can accept me again?"

He was close to her, and his breath was warm and soft. Sherman was a little touched by his words of helplessness.