The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 51

Gordon came across as so commanding that she couldn't help but react instinctively.

"Meet me in the living room in half an hour. Come down with Mark."

Gordon's voice was strong and sonorous. After seeing Summer's reaction, he turned and left.

She breathed a sigh of relief. When she returned to her room, the man in the bed was already awake.

He propped himself up on his hand under his chin, looking lazy.

He squinted at her, looking a little sleepy, and spoke in a distinctive husky voice, "Good morning, Mrs.

Valentine...”

His chiseled, handsome face was softer and more relaxed than usual, looking more alluring under the

soft, warm light.

Summer's heart was racing uncontrollably. The moment she saw his bare chest in the air, warm blush

rose to her cheeks. She turned sideways, “Grandpa told us to meet him in the living room in half an

hour."

Then she turned and went to the bathroom. Having washed her face, she started to brush her teeth.

Suddenly, the bathroom door was pushed open.

The man was naked, with broad shoulders, narrow hips, and well-defined muscles with smooth lines.

His body was perfect enough to make a woman blush and her heart race. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Summer saw him coming, frowned, and then mumbled, "What are you doing in here?" There was still

foam in her mouth.

"Brushing my teeth..." He stood beside her and looked at her calmly. "What do you think I'm doing here,

Mrs. Valentine?"

"Will you go out first? I'll be ready in a minute!"

Mark raised an eyebrow with a nonchalant expression on his handsome face. "Two of us can't fit in the

bathroom?"

Seeing that he had no intention of going out, Summer did not waste her time and just moved sideways,

brushing her teeth even faster.

His thin lips curved up. He gazed in satisfaction at her reddened neck and earlobes as if it was a

pleasant sight.

"You b*stard!" She cursed with her cheeks blushed and quickly left the bathroom. Mark chuckled as his

thin lips curved wider.

She thought Gordon had something important to announce, but she didn't expect that he just wanted

them to join him for morning workouts.

It was 6:40 am, and it was cold and a little dark

outside.

Gordon was exceptionally gracious to her because she was pregnant. She could jog or walk, but she

had to do four laps.

Despite wrapping herself up tightly in a down jacket, she could still feel the cold wind sneaking in.

Mark, however, only wore a grey tracksuit adding a touch of casualness to his handsome looks.

In just a moment, he had Gordon by a wide margin, leaving him far behind.

Summer exhaled a cloud of mist while shivering with cold, but Gordon's glance startled her. Not daring

to slack off any longer, she moved quickly.

Thus, the trio formed an unusual sight.

Mark was leading in the front; Gordon was in the middle; Summer was the last, as sluggish as a snail.

She did not run much. After four laps of walk, she felt all hot but refreshed, especially in the fresh air. It

made her feel comfortable

As her eyes met the man opposite, she beheld the sight of him running.

His long legs strode out powerfully while his arms swung in a graceful arc. Like a lion, he was running

vigorously and gracefully.

Beneath his jacket, sweat had soaked through his white tank around his neckline. The tank clung to

him, making him look sexy as hell.

Never had she noticed men could be this hot when they were running.

Mark, as if sensing her gaze, turned around. He deliberately glanced over her with his narrowed eyes,

and the arc widened faintly.