The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 60

In the room.

As she sat and rested on her bed, her mind was racing with thoughts of the news reported. When she caught a glimpse of the man on the sofa, her gaze and attention lingered on him.

As he was looking through some work documents, the sleeves of his sweater were folded up, showing his toned and muscular arms. His eyes were squinting slightly as he read; he wrote meticulously with a pen i n his left hand.

'We've been together for quite some time, but I've only noticed that he's a leftie,' she thought while admiring him unconsciously.

"How long are you going to stare, Mrs. Valentine?” He asked as he kept his head down, only lifting his brows.

Embarrassed that she was caught red-handed, she gave a slight cough as she changed the topic, "I think there's something strange regarding what happened today—the news about me, I mean."

"Go on," he replied with a slightly higher pitch, signaling her to continue her speculations.

"I think this was someone's set up to defame me, and I have a feeling that person is someone close to me,"

Summer explained.

She believed that a stranger would not harm her out of the blue.

Judging from the photos and videos leaked to the press, she was certain that the person who set her up was someone she knew. 'How else could they retrieve those pictures of me?' She reasoned in her head.

Suddenly, she hit her leg as she thought she had it figured out. She guessed, "Could it be Mrs. Frey?"

He looked up from reading and into her eyes for a moment before asking, "For what reason?"

"Well, it could be because she was furious with me. In the two occurrences that she came and visited Mr. Frey at school, she had seen him buying coffee for me coincidentally. So, she probably hired someone to follow me and took those pictures and videos sent to the publishers. After reasoning from everything that has happened before, I think this is the best possible motive of all."

With lips curled into a faint smile and as if speaking from experience, Mark replied knowingly," Sometimes, what you think is the most reasonable may not even be any close to the truth."

Although he was somewhat indirect, she knew that they were not on the same page. So, she asked, "Then, who do you think could be the culprit?'

"The results from the investigations will be out tomorrow," he simply stated before picking up the pen

again.

"Raine..."

After holding it in for so long, he finally muttered her name as it faded away into the dark.

His mind felt as if it was shrouded in a dark mist that no one could ever see through and figure out.

The next morning.

Opening her eyes, Summer turned and grabbed her phone on the nightstand to check the time. It was 7:00 am.

The other side of the bed was empty, and it felt cold to the touch. 'He has left for quite a while, I see,’ she thought to herself.

After giving a little stretch, she got up from bed. The pain in her abdomen had subsided, and she felt much better compared to the day before.

Just as she stepped out from the washroom after cleaning up, the door was pushed open, and a man dressed in regular sportswear came into the room.

"Good Morning, Mr. Valentine,” she greeted as her eyes crinkled into a smile.