The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 253

"She had made herself clear, yet you still want to go after her. Even though you didn’t answer my question, your silence has made it clear. I've come to understand that you no longer want me. Go after her and forget what I have just said..."

Raine released her grip on his coat and retreated a few steps and looked at her from a distance.

Her tears finally came flowing down, across her smooth cheeks, off her jaw, and disappearing into the ground.

Her crying painted a beautiful scene, weak and pitiful, like a girl coming out from a downpour and crying, soaking her eyelashes, and looking more and more pitiful, i

At that moment, Mark's pupils were dark as ink; black, deep but intense, calm but demented.

At the same time, Summer’s parting words repeatedly surfaced in his thoughts. He was raging as if he breathed fire through his nostrils. He couldn't wait to strangle her to death!

Not far away was Raine who was still in tears. His anger made his mood extremely awful.

He looked up at her tears, and he felt a surprisingly

dead calmness like a pond without ripples come over him, but they were just intertwined feelings of

irritation and frustration.

Yet, rashly, out of frustration and without a clear mind, Mark uttered, "Who said I no longer want you?" 1

Raine was left stunned and rooted to the ground. Her tears stopped dripping and she cheered up with a smile. Her speech was still stifled, "I knew you wouldn’t give up on me, you would never..."

His gaze froze when he heard his own words.

Summer unlocked the door and found that the lights i n the living room were on. As she raised her head, she saw him seated on the sofa.

He turned around as if he heard footsteps. He had a cigarette between his lips as he observed her closely with his darkened expression.

She frowned and was slightly surprised.

After she had left, there was no one to disturb them. They had all the time to enjoy their date and shop to their hearts' content. But unexpectedly, he had returned home earlier.

However, regardless of whether he returned early or late, it was no longer her concern.

Tired, Summer placed her bag on the sofa and went into the room. She opened the bed drawer and took out the credit card that was lying there.