The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 264

Things have already escalated to where it is now. Is there still a need for us to go on a honeymoon?' Summer thought.

Hearing so, Summer rejected again, "Grandma, it's really okay. The semester has just started. I don't think I can take out much time."

When he had noticed that there was no hesitation in her replies, he narrowed his almond-shaped eyes as h e felt a wave of frustration. He looked at her and purposefully answered his grandma, "That sounds great."

Pleased, Ms. Moore chuckled lightly and glanced at Summer as she ordered, "Summer, go and apply for leave from school. If you can't, this old lady of yours will do it for you myself. Since that's settled, I won't bother you lovebirds here any longer. I'll take a taxi back to the mansion."

Summer stalled her as she invited, "Grandma, there's a n extra room. You should just stay here for the night."

"Would I be a bother to you guys?"

"Of course not!" Summer shook her head and attempted again, "Grandma, I think we really should just give up on the honeymoon trip."

"There is room for discussion for other matters except for this one. If you don't apply for a leave, I will do it for you," Ms. Moore answered as she turned her head and stomped into the room, feeling slightly angered.

Ms. Moore thought, 'This is such a great chance I'm setting up for her. How could she be so insensitive and clueless? How can I not be angry at her!'

Summer's head started to ache as she witnessed what happened. Ms. Moore and Jazz are the only ones she liked the most in the Valentine family.

In an instant, Mark's face had turned dark. Her words were like heavy meteors crashing towards him. He felt his rage bubbling up to the point that he wanted to rip her apart.

Summer pursed her lips and spoke up again, "Even before you bring up the divorce, I won't do anything to interfere from now on. Likewise, you too, do not have the right to interfere with my matters. I hope we would just mind our own businesses and live peacefully until the day you would like to get divorced."

His dark eyes peered at her as he felt his anger rising and bubbling up in his throat. He stared at her for a while, and then with a harsh and deep tone, he answered simply, "Fine, then you'll just have to wait."

At that moment, he truly despised hearing her bringing up that word, "divorce".

"Okay," she said as she placed her pillow and got on the bed. She laid sideways with her back facing him a s she spoke up again, "Since grandmother is sleeping over tonight, I can't sleep in the living room, so we'll just have to make do for tonight."