The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 1684 & 1685

"You treat me like a close friend. We can talk about anything. But that's exactly why this doesn’t feel right.” Andrew used to look like a careless man. He seemed to care about nothing, but in fact, he was sensitive and attentive.

"So, I guess I better let you go. I've never hidden my feelings for you. I will still care for you in the future, but it will be as a friend, although I desperately wish you could love me back."

"You don't belong to me. I'm not surrendering to you, or Charlie. I'm surrendering to fate. If I had met you earlier, things would have been different now.

Grace frowned, “Why are you being so serious? I feel so weird...”

"Really? Well, you're a strange woman. I'm being serious, but you felt it weird. It's a disease! You need to go see a doctor!” Andrew shook his head "It's also a disease that you don't love me! You also need to see a doctor for that!"

“You sound like you're the only sane person in the world." Grace laughed out.

She felt so relaxed and at ease with Andrew. She could say anything she wanted, but there were some feelings missing. "How I wish it were a disease. Doctor and medicine can cure it, but it's just a wish!" Andrew swallowed and let out a long sigh. Then he leaned in and tock her in his arms.

He had so many feelings for her, but she didn't...

He held Grace tightly in his arms.

His embrace was powerful as if he wanted to squeeze Grace into his body.

Grace didn't struggle or say a word. She just stood still and let him hold her and put her hands on the back of his shoulders. Andrew narrowed his eyes with a smirk, let go of her, and then quickly leaned in to kiss her on the lips before she realized it. His move was quick. Then he walked away, winked his charming eyes, and walked out of the room.

Grace was a little angry, but she felt more helpless. She picked up her cell phone and dialed a number.

Within a few seconds, the call was answered. It was Kingsley.

“Thank you for warning me and advising me."

Kingsley was in his office. His fair-textured white shirt was rolled up to his elbows, revealing his strong, well-shaped arms. He was signing papers. He asked gently, "Are you going to give it a try?"

Grace was leaning against the window, "I'm going to watch him for a period of time. But my heart was softened.” Grace has always been straightforward. She never lied. "I'm glad to hear your answer. I guess what I said to you worked..."

Kingsley put his pen aside and leaned his back against the leather chair. "Your divorce has hit Charlie hard. He always thinks about the day you guys got divorced, and it’s like a thorn in his heart." “Those scars hurt him so much. He won't give you any more hurt in the future. Have you ever read a comic about cactuses?"

Grace casually tied her curly hair up and shook her head honestly, "I've never liked reading camics or books. Reading books makes me sleepy."

"A man hugged a cactus. When he left, he got a bedy full of thorns. When the second man came, he embraceckthe cactus without the - thorns, and they lived happily ever after. Yo ou are the first person, and Charie I is the cactus. The second person is a woman who may appear later. Because Charlie has seen what happened to you, he won't hurt the second woman later." Content belongs to swnovel.ne

"He will be more careful about you and your relationship. Why are you not seeing anyone else? It's because you're afraid of

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"The cactus that won't hug learns to hug, but the dhe who hugs is afraid to extend her arms again. Maybe ~ you will meet a second cactus, and he may-not be as good as Chartie. But the second woman Char lie” meats is lucky. He will care for her because you made him grow and become a mature man...” Content

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Kingsley’s voice was deep. Suddenly, he chuckled, "Are you feeling a little jealous?”

Grace paused for a moment, "A little.”

"Only a little?" He asked.

"Not a little. I resent it. Why did I teach a man to grow up and then give him to another woman?”

Neither money nor time could buy a man's maturity, but a woman's scars. Grace had been hurt so badly, but she was teaching the man for other women.

"Then open your heart. Charlie didn’t make an unforgivable mistake. You should give him a chance.

"Why do I agree with everything you said? Why I can't find anything to refute you?"

‘I grew up.A ifra complicated family, and l've been married twice. I've 2 been through a lot, and that's made me grow up. You're talking to a 36- year old man, not a 29-year-old... Kingsley smiled faintly. Content bélongs to NovelDrama.Org ~

Grace also chuckled, “Thank you for the advice. You are always my dream man. Well, if I'd met you first, you definitely could not get away from me!"

"Thank you for the compliment. It's late. Good night.” Kingsley's voice was gentle and reassuring. Then footsteps sounded, and he looked up. It was Sherman

He curled his lips. walked over, and hugged her. Even though they had lived together for so long. Sherman still occasionally blushed when she saw her mature, attractive husband.

Andrew didn’t sleep. He had finally met the woman he was attracted to, but she had no feelings for him.

He was sitting by the window, a bottle of wine on the windowsill. and he was drinking glass after glass. He never expected that one day he would need wine to numb his sorrows!

It had been almost a year since he met Grace. They had spent every day together for so long. Could he bear it if one day she really left?

For almost one year, nearly three hundred and fifty-six days, they were together every day. Some habits had been gradually engraved into his veins. If Grace took everything away, how could it not hurt?

Andrew never had a worry on his mind. But now he was so sentimental!

Charlie didn't sleep either. He just happened to see the two kissing through the door panel. His heart ached. He could not breathe. It was so painful, so depressing! He couldn't breathe!

Grace allowed Andrew to kiss her. Did it mean she was beginning to accept him?

Charlie's head ached, and it was about to explode. Blue veins on his forehead stood out, and his breath was heavy.

This night was meant to be a sleepless one!