The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 78

Mark was walking ahead at a steady pace.

He was tall and wearing a black knee-length coat, which looked great on him.

Many female tourists could not take their eyes off this good-looking man. Some even took out their cell phones and snapped photos of him secretly.

Summer looked at his man and shook her head because his men had now become the center of attention. Meanwhile, she was out of breath and slowed down.

Before long, she had fallen a distance behind him.

Mark stopped in his tracks and turned around when h e did not hear her footsteps and gasping behind him.

Summer sat on the stairs and looked elsewhere. The snow on the ground did not bother her at all.

Mark frowned. He walked back and reached to help her up from the ground. "I thought you were the one wanting to come here? Why aren't you moving?”

"I am tired. I don’t want to walk anymore. No one says that we must get to the top. I think the scenery here is pretty good.”

The warmth of his palm and fingers quickly warmed

her hand.

A man with a camera in hands was peddling his service. "Photo service! Photo service! Anyone want to take photos?"

"How much do you charge?” Summer came up to the man and asked.

"Three photos for ten. Instantly developed."

She looked over at Mark with a smile. "Mr. Valentine?"

Mark knew what she was thinking. He cocked an eyebrow and said, "No.”

"Why not?" she asked back.

He gave her a noncommittal shrug and another glance. "Are you going to continue climbing or not?"

"Yeah, why not?"

What he did not know now was that at some point in the future, he would stay up and smoke the entire night because he did not accept this one photo of hers.

Of course, this is just an afterthought.

Somewhere in Grudin North.

Raine was hauling her suitcase and approaching when the desk clerk, who had been expecting her, came up to take her luggage. "This way to the dormitory. Please follow me, Miss Valentine."

After leaving her suitcase in the dormitory, Raine asked the desk clerk, "Where is Mr. Valentine?" "In his office."