The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 47

Meanwhile, feeling furious from what she witnessed, Nancy's chest heaved.

The 'punishment', however, did not persist as the oh s o powerful, Mr. Valentine had spoken up in

Summer's defense.

"Tsk tsk, you sure are protective of her!" Grace sighed a s she could not stand the gentleness of his

tone.

Complaining, Billy huffed, "I was rendered exhausted t o the brink of death during your first night! Don't

you think this punishment is too light, Mr. Valentine?"

Mark smirked as he replied in a graceful yet lazy tone, "What do you propose then?"

As he heard the unusual tone, Billy gave a light cough before suggesting, "How about a few rounds of

billiards?"

Facing Billy, Charlie scoffed lightly and booed at his suggestion.

"Why don't you give it a go? You don't know what I've been through," Billy said defiantly.

As he did not want to end up like Billy, Charlie gave a simple excuse, "Before I get married and had my

first night, I'll pass for now."

Billy rolled his eyes in playful annoyance at him.

Later, Mark, Charlie and Billy were playing billiards while the women were chatting on the couch.

Mark stepped out of the suite after a while.

Lifting his head to look at his friend, Billy asked," Where are you going?"

"To the washroom." Mark's voice lingered as he left.

Nancy's eyes had a glint of emotions as she noticed Mark leave. Then, she turned to Summer and

said," Summer, I’ll head to the washroom for a bit."

Leaving enough distance to not get caught, Nancy quietly followed behind Mark.

She stood behind a pot of plants while waiting for Mark in front of the washroom.

At the same time, thoughts flooded her mind, 'I used to think Summer was my closest friend.'

'But not anymore,' Nancy grimly thought.

Nancy was deeply hurt and upset at Summer for keeping the truth from her for so long.

She hadn't had a good night's sleep for such a long time because of her brother's incident.

She thought to herself, 'Even though I had desperately begged Summer, she didn't even seem like she

wanted to help me.’ 'She had already been married to Mr. Valentine, yet when I asked, she said she

isn't close with him and had only met him for a few times.' 'If she didn’t want to help, she could’ve told

me directly. Why did she have to act stupid and play me like a fool?'

'There were some complications that forced her to get married, huh?'

'That’s the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard! Truly absurd!’

'If she didn't want to help me, does she think I wouldn't take action myself?' she scoffed to herself.

In the corner of her eyes, she spotted Mark stepping out. She gritted her teeth and clenched her hands.

Taking a few deep breaths, she tried to calm her nerves down.

Her heart pounded loudly as she watched him walking closer in her direction. With every second

ticking, her chest was filled with more and more anxiety and uneasiness.

Taking a step towards him, she called out to him in a strained voice, "Hi, Mr. Valentine."

As he heard her voice, he took a look at her. With his gaze deep and voice light, he greeted, "Hello,

Ms.

Atkinson."

Despite her mouth feeling dry and her heart pounding erratically, she did not forget her motive of

following him here, "Can I ask you for a favor, Mr. Valentine?"

"Hmm?" he paused for a moment, then tilted his chin t o motion her to continue.

"It’s about my brother. You've seen him before at the nightclub. H-he was taken away by Carlos again,

and I don’t know if he's even alive right now. Could you help me to get him released?" Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

She hesitated for a while before she forcibly continued, "If you help me, I will do anything in return."

What Nancy said could be considered as her indirect consent of submitting to him.

She said it all aloud with her head dropping low as she did not dare to look into his sharp eyes.