The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 1523

Charlie raised his hand and wiped the water droplets off his face with his long, slender hand. He was calm.

"If she hadn't left quickly, I would have splashed the water on her face!"

Grace threw the water cup to the ground and smashed it into pieces.

"Well, then let's talk here," Charlie said.

"Okay, you can begin now!"

Grace found the most comfortable position and leaned there.

The moonlight was bright, beaming down on her face through the tree. She waited quietly.

She was waiting for him to speak and tell her what he wanted.

Yet she felt that what he was talking about would probably not be what she wanted to hear.

"Remember it? I once told you..." Finally, Charlie spoke evenly.

Hearing this, Grace said with a sneer.

"You told me many things. I don't know which one you are referring to. Besides, I don't have such a good memory!"

"I once said..."

Charlie paused for a moment.

"I respect marriage, but if I fall in love with others, I won't cheat on you or hide it from you. You won’t be the last one to know it."

Grace's beautiful almond eyes narrowed slightly. She stared at him. "Go on!" "Although you saw me hug her just now, I didn't do anything else to her. I respect you and our marriage." Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

Charlie said very slowly.

"However, it's true that I have feelings for her."

"You have feelings for her..."

Grace was laughing coldly. Her face clouded over.

"Yes, and when I stay with her, I'm not anxious anymore. Instead, I feel relaxed and peaceful..."

Charlie finally said so.

He reached into his pocket of suit pants, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it. Smoke drifted in the darkness.

"Does it feel that good to be with her?"

"She's gentle and is easily satisfied. She makes me feel comfortable."

"So you think I'm not nearly as good as her. She's an angel and I'm a devil, right? What do you want to do?” Grace interrupted him. Why should she continue to listen?

Charlie was still smoking. The rising smoke covered his face. The fire light flickered.

"Let's separate first. After we cool down, we should think about whether we are suitable for each other and whether our marriage has to be continued..."

Before he could finish, Grace raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face.

She used all her strength.

Immediately, Charlie's right cheek was left with a red palm print and swelled.

Grace didn't know if it hurt.

Yet her palm was hot and painful. She felt as if her heart was being gnawed on by thousands of ants and was torn!

"Does it hurt?"

Her red lips moved. Grace was still smiling charmingly.