The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 266

Yvette thought, 'I can't possibly suggest to mom directly for Raine to tag along. That would be too improper, but maybe I could secretly...'

Passing over the schedules and itineraries she prepared, Ms. Moore ordered, "You should help them pack as their mother for them to get ready and leave a s soon as possible."

When she heard her mom’s orders, Yvette's eye twitched in anger as she scoffed quietly to herself.

She angrily thought, 'I will never help Summer pack. Unless pigs could fly, there was no way in h*ll I would.'

However, she still reached out and took over the itineraries. She desperately wanted to know where they were headed for their honeymoon

Summer had heard Yvette's voice coming from the living room while she was in her room. In an instant, she had lost the desire to step out of her room.

She was willing to skip her breakfast just to avoid meeting with Yvette. She did not want to ruin her mood for the day so early in the morning.

She sat still in her room and waited. When she could not hear Yvette anymore as she had left, only did Summer step out to the living room.

"You're awake. Come, sit. I'll go get you a fresh cup of juice. Wait here," Ms. Moore smiled as she spoke up.

Upon seeing Ms. Moore leaving, Summer quickly walked over and said, "I can do it. You should sit and rest."

Ms. Moore responded, "Even though I may be an old lady, but my body isn't that fragile. Besides, regular exercises are good for my mental and physical health s o moving about is good for me.

Summer had stepped into the kitchen but was pushed out by Ms. Moore. Feeling defeated, she could only take her seat at the dining table.

Mark was dressed in a suit as he walked out of the dressing room with his long legs. He helped Ms.

Moore to set up and placed the dishes that she prepared on the table.

Then, Mark pushed his cup of joe away and stood up. His slender fingers fixed the cuffs of his suit, and his narrow eyes looked up as he said, "Summer, please go t o my study and retrieve some documents for me."

Hearing so, Summer paused as she held onto her glass of milk. Her brows furrowed again as she stood still.

It was Ms. Moore who had finally spoken up, "Go help him."

As soon as her words left her mouth, she winked at her grandson sneakily, implying, 'See, your wife has

got it.'

In Summer's point of view, since Ms. Moore had also requested for her to go, she naturally wouldn't have an objection to the request. She turned on her heel and headed to the study. As expected, she had noticed the documents on the desk.

When she stepped out again, she saw his tall and lean figure stepping out of their apartment. Feeling annoyed, she quickly tried to catch up to him.