The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 215

At this moment, there came the sound of footsteps, followed by a surprised voice. "Summer?"

Hearing this, Summer brazened it out and looked over awkwardly. "Amy?"

Amy Dawson and she were in the same office.

Everyone called her GM, short for General Manager, behind her back, because she liked to poke her nose around and had a finger in every pie. Other than that, she was a nice person.

"I didn't expect that it was really you, Summer." Amy let out a smile, looking at her in surprise.

Summer blushed even more. She smiled back awkwardly, but did not know what to say.

Fortunately, Amy quickly shifted her attention to Mark. She sized him up for a while and said, "This must be Summer’s husband."

Summer said not a word, just nodding awkwardly.

"I have only been away for a while, not knowing that s o many things have happened. I didn't even get to eat your wedding candy. Summer, shouldn't you and your husband treat us to a makeup dinner?"

She was her colleague. It was entirely normal to treat colleagues to dinner.

Summer thought for a moment and said, "Shall we make it tonight? Mark is a little busy, so it would only be me.”

"How could it only be you? This is considered a makeup wedding banquet. It is only proper for the husband and wife to attend together. Isn't it, Summer's husband?" Amy said.

"I will make time to attend in the evening," Mark said, his lips curled up in a nonchalant smile.

"That’s more like it." Amy beamed.

"By the way, Raine, didn't you go looking for Mark that night? Did you find him?"

Raine was flipping through the newspaper that was full of news about Grudin North.

Her hands froze for a second when she heard Yvette speaking. She did not look up but just answered calmly, "I found him."

"He was in his apartment?" Yvette guessed.

"No. Summer has rented a house next to the school. Mark is staying there, too," Raine said, concealing all her strange emotions on her face.

Hearing this, Yvette slammed her spoon on the table, feeling her chest tight and out of breath.

Upon seeing this, Raine put down the newspaper in her hand, went behind her, and gently patted Yvette's back.