The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 1007

Natalie's fingertips clenched into her palms. Was she stewing in her own juice? She had been pretending to be a tolerant woman so well that Billy could only accept her gentle, understanding, and considerate side.

"You've always had a mild temper. Perhaps these days you are a bit irritable. But remember, I can accept and put up with your tantrums only on an occasional basis. Don't be like this all the time. You need to collect yourself..."

Moriah walked downstairs. She wanted to move some potted plants in the garden, so she called Natalie to help her.

She always cherished those flowers. She wouldn't let the maids to move them. Seeing that Natalie was free, she asked her to help.

And frankly, she wanted to use this opportunity to quell Natalie's temper.

There were many maids in the house. However, Moriah asked her to do it. Natalie knew that Moriah was doing it on purpose. She had not yet recovered from her previous anger, and now Moriah was asking her to move the flower pots. Natalie was indignant. She was careless, and she broke two pots of flowers.

Moriah's face looked unpleasant. She felt that Natalie had done it on purpose. And she felt that Natalie did not know her position well.

A small thing could show a person’s character. In her opinion, Natalie was not a nice woman.

Compared with Sherman, she was nothing.

The flower pot hit her feet, and Natalie breathed heavily at the pain. She wanted to smash all of those flowers!

Damn it! Since she had married Billy, Natalie had not had a single day of comfort.

In such an environment, Natalie's true colour would b e exposed faster.

If people suppressed themselves for a long time, when they made an outburst, it would be much more powerful!

Grace came to Sherman's apartment at night and said she was staying overnight. Sherman asked her what happened.

Downstairs, she met a couple. They looked spirited, elegant, with a subtle sense of nobility.

Sherman froze. Looking at the couple's faces, she felt a s if she had seen them before. Upon further reflection, she realized that they looked a bit like Kingsley.

Just then, the couple glanced at her as well. They stopped. The woman was exquisitely elegant in her makeup. She was wearing a long dress with a coat draped over it. There was a special elegance about her, "Excuse me, are you Ms. Holmes?"

Then Sherman's realized something in her mind. Her heartbeat quickened a little. She was not stupid. She nodded and acknowledged.

The woman smiled, "We're Kingsley's parents. We came from Lanechett especially to see you."

Before they could say anything else, Sherman understood their intentions. "Mr. and Mrs. Wright, it's good to see you. It's cold outside. Let's go upstairs. My apartment is up in this building. We can talk inside."