The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 962

Sherman was amused and laughed. She looked at him with her smiling eyes, "Do you know who that was?"

Pursing his thin lips slightly, Kingsley put Sherman's hand on his palm and kissed it. Then he spoke in a smoky voice, "I saw it accidentally ..."

"It's not in my contact list, but you remembered it." Sherman smiled, her eyes slightly narrowing.

"Well, I have a sharp memory." His features were strongly marked. The gentle look on his angular face remained, and a gleam flashed across his eyes.

There was a bigger smile at the corners of Sherman's mouth. She then nodded in agreement, "Well, you do have a good memory."

"In fact, I care about him because of you ..." Then Kingsley continued, "But, I really love the way you talk to me, which means you've completely got over him. I am very touched and happy."

Seeing Kingsley being so frank, Sherman couldn't help blushing with her heartbeat accelerating.

Sometimes, Kingsley didn't say sweet words but talked in a normal way, which would still cause Sherman's heart to beat faster.

"Why don't you say anything?" Kingsley asked, gazing

at her.

Sherman avoided his gaze and changed the subject," I'm hungry."

"We are on our way to lunch ..." Kingsley's smile grew brighter, full of indescribable warmth and affection.

They had chicken for lunch. Every course Kingsley ordered was light.

Sherman said she didn't want to accept this task, for she had decided to leave the company. So, if she took o n the project, then she wouldn't be able to resign.

The new manager was a strong and decisive woman i n her forties, whose tone was stern.

Hearing that Sherman did not want to take the task, the manager told her straightforwardly that it was the boss's instruction, so Sherman had no choice but to take it. Besides, she told Sherman not to let the personal color her work.

After the manager finished what she was supposed to say, she walked away. Sherman had a headache, rubbing her forehead with her fingers.

Now even if she handed in her resignation, the manager would definitely not agree her leaving the company.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Billy came. He had almost recovered. But it could be seen that his arms were not cured, for Billy still couldn't move them casually.