The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 187

Whenever he thought about her with another man, he was desperate to strangle Dean to death; his mood had instantly turned bad!

She wanted a divorce because of that guy... Over his dead body!

He scoffed coldly as he drove faster, leaving the school.

Summer was organizing the student's report cards. She was in a rush, so she had to speed up and finish it by tomorrow.

She did not even have time for lunch. But one of her colleagues was kind enough to get her some food, which she ate after thanking her.

The teacher smiled and said, “You married into such a good family. Your husband is THE president of Santabaca's well known Valentine group. Why do you still want to work so hard? Besides, you're already pregnant. You could just stay at home and let him take care of you, you know?"

She paused for a moment, not saying anything. She smiled at the teacher and continued eating not long after.

"You have a good life; you don’t have to work so hard. I f I were you, I would definitely not take this job. We

ought to wake up before the sun rises and leave after the sun sets. It’s dark when we wake and finish work, we barely get any sun,” the teacher complained.

Summer's lips twitched as she responded softly, " Actually, I kind of like this. You're so busy and packed you won’t even feel empty..."

"Empty? What empty? To me, you won't feel empty as long as you have money. I am just that mediocre!"

The teacher took a sip of her tea and continued, "If I were rich, I’d be living a minimal lifestyle. I can stay at home and have some time for self-care, play chess when I've got nothing better to do, go shopping when I'm free, or even go sunbathing while drinking coffee. Hah, I am already enjoying that life just by imagining i t!"

Summer responded, "You can actually make your fantasies come true now. Besides, your wishes are simple, it's not impossible to achieve them now."

She did not return to the Valentine mansion nor her home. She just walked right down the route, eyeing the rental advertisement on the sidewalk.

She was never planning to return to Valentine mansion. There were simply too many people she did not want to see.

Besides, she felt trapped and pressured in the mansion. She felt she had no freedom.

As for her home, she obviously could not return, given her circumstance. All she could do now was to rent a room.

At that moment, she was no longer worried about Yvette anymore. Maintaining the peace did not do her any good as well.

Yvette had no desire to meet her. Her distaste was rooted deep into her bones. It was definitely not an easy task to change her mind.