The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 112

The next day.

The car stopped in front of the house. Mark was behind the wheel while Summer was in the front

passenger seat.

Jazz was picking up Raine, and then they would set off together.

When they woke up this morning, Jazz called to tell them that Raine would follow them back to

Santabaca, and that he would meet up with Raine in the hospital.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Jazz and Raine came out. They got in the car and sat in the back

seat.

As the black car drove forward, no one said a word. There was silence in the air.

No one wanted to break the silence, as if each of them had something on their minds.

It was 4:00 pm when they arrived in Santabaca. Mark first dropped them off at the Valentine mansion,

and then he went straight to the office.

In the living room, Yvette was sitting on the settee and drinking coffee. When she heard footsteps, she

looked back and was shocked. "What happened to you all?" "Nothing major. They will recover in a day

or two."

Jazz explained, keeping the details to the minimum.

"Why were you two so careless? Go upstairs and take a rest. The servant will inform you two when

dinner is ready."

Summer laid on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief. After hours on the road, she was dog-tired and

crashed out as soon as she closed her eyes.

It was not until nightfall that she woke up.

When she opened her eyes, the servant had come outside the door, telling her that dinner was ready.

She gave a response and then went to wash her face before going downstairs.

Yvette, Raine, and Jazz had been waiting at the table. She quickened her pace and then sat down

beside Jazz.

The food was oily tonight. Before she even started, the aroma nauseated her.

Her face changed. Before she had time to say anything, she had to rush into the washroom and puke

her guts out, along with her stomach juices.

She panted, her face turning pale. After rinsing her mouth, she returned to the dining table.

Yvette first looked at Raine, then at Summer. "What is wrong?"

"I am okay, Mom." Summer shook her head, flattered b y Yvette's concerns.

"Did you throw up in the bathroom?" Yvette asked again.

Summer nodded.

"Nausea is a normal when you are two-month pregnant. The food must be too oily. I will tell the kitchen

to prepare something light tomorrow.”

There was an affable smile on Yvette’s face. "Let me know what you like. I will tell the kitchen to © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

prepare."

Summer was completely flattered.

What Yvette was up to now?

"It is okay, Mom," she said, while secretly studying Yvette’s expression.

Her gut feeling told her that something was wrong with Yvette, who was now too enthusiastic and

caring.

Yvette’s changed attitude unnerved her. She had no clue what Yvette was up to.

"It is not okay. You are pregnant now, remember? You need something nutritious to keep the baby

healthy."