The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 106

Jazz toned his anger down and felt a sense of guilt. Had he not brought Raine outside today, she would

not have caught a cold.

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because my phone's battery is dead.”

He kneaded his brow with his left hand and shifted to a more comfortable sitting posture as he spoke to

Jazz.

Jazz's expression was stiff. He hemmed. "Your phone’s battery is dead?"

"Oh-huh? Is there a problem?"

Shaking his head, Jazz took out his phone and made the call. The call was picked up in just a while.

He briefly told Summer about the situation here and asked her not to worry and told her to get rest.

Jazz was embarrassed of himself after knowing the truth. But at least he did not follow his impulse to

whack Mark. Otherwise, he would get himself into even more embarrassment.

"Go back and get a rest,” Mark said to Jazz faintly. " You may come tomorrow morning." "I will take your

place tomorrow early morning." Jazz

nodded. He could see the tiredness on Mark's face.

He was leaving when he stopped in his tracks and turned around in the doorway.

"Give Summer a call tomorrow morning. She has been worried about you the entire day, thinking that

you might have gotten into an accident. That's why I am here."

Mark nodded. There was a hint of gentleness on his face. Just that he was not aware of it.

After hanging up, Summer felt relieved.

She looked at the time and could not believe that it was 1.00 am now.

After hours of worrying about Mark, she only started t o feel sleepy now.

She lay on the bed but could not fall asleep. She felt as if something was missing. She could not get

used to this feeling.

Shaking the thought from her head, she flipped her body around to sleep on her other side. Habit was a

terrible thing, she thought.

The next morning.

It was the crack of dawn when Summer woke up. Her sleep was shallow last night. She was jolted out

of her sleep at the slightest sound.

When she opened her eyes, the sky outside was still

dark.

She let out a sigh. She sat up and got dressed, then got out of bed and tried to put her feet on the floor.

She was recovering. The pain had lessened significantly.

Since she could not fall back into sleep, she thought she might as well move her body and visit Raine

in the hospital.

She grabbed her scarf and gloves and then walked out of the room slowly.

Meanwhile, Raine let out a couple of coughs. She opened her eyes and saw Mark leaning on the edge

of the bed.

He had fallen asleep and looked tired.

As she looked at him, her mind traveled back to three years ago.

This scene reminded her of three years ago.