The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 222

"Of course it is, and very much so. Ms. Hart sent the money.” Billy was unhappy with Mark's attitude and irritated him on purpose.

As he had expected, Mark's handsome brows immediately furrowed, and his voice sank. "Why did she send that stack of money?"

"Ms. Hart borrowed a lot of money from Sherman. She came here today to pay $100,000, and said she would pay the rest later."

Mark’s eyebrows furrowed even more now. He ignored Billy. His eyes fell on Sherman and asked, "Is that true?”

Sherman nodded.

"When did she borrow the money from you?" Mark continued.

After thinking about it for a moment, Sherman answered, "I think it was when the two of you came back from Norwood."

Mark pressed his thin lips tightly, feeling uncomfortable. "How much did she borrow from you?”

She was his wife. She needed money but never asked him for it. Instead, she would rather borrow from others...

Besides, he left her a card, so why did she not withdraw cash from it?

This realization made his heart sink a little, and irritated beyond words.

"$700,000, but she paid me $100,000 today," Sherman said, pointing to the stack of cash on the bed.

Mark pressed his thin lips tightly into a straight line. Without another word, he took out his checkbook, held the pen in his left hand, signed it furiously, and handed it to Sherman. "Here is $600,000. The money she borrowed from you is now written off."

Without reaching for it, Sherman shook her head and said, "Since it is Summer who borrowed money from m e, then let her be the one to pay me back."

"I am her husband. Why can't I pay for her?" Mark's deep voice barely brushed through his teeth.

But Sherman's voice came from behind him. "You had better take that check with you. I would never take it. I f you insist on leaving it here, I will tear it up, and I will not tell Summer about it, so she will pay me back eventually."

It was obvious that Sherman would not take the money, and of course he was not happy with it, so there was a bit of darkness and coldness between his eyebrows.

He left the check there after all. The intention was obvious, Sherman could do whatever she wanted, whether she wanted to tear it or keep it...

On the other side

Summer was picking vegetables and fresh meat in the supermarket downstairs. That was the advantage of staying in a luxury apartment. It was very convenient.

Back at home, she decided to make some vegetable soup. He should drink some lighter soups as his wound was healing.

Leaving the soup to simmer, she went on to boil some potatoes and cook some dishes.