The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 1525

She held up her umbrella and didn't get a cab.

She just walked quietly on the lonely street in the pouring rain.

The beautiful woman in delicate high heels and a dress was smiling.

Her smile was filled with sadness.

Until the moment she disappeared in front of Charlie, she was as noble and elegant as usual.

However, that was only a pretense. She was trying to maintain self-esteem.

Grace moved fast.

The first thing she did was to go back to

the villa, pull out her suitcase, and put her clothes, cosmetics, shoes, and bags in it.

Then she went to the apartment and quickly packed all her things.

The table in front of her was lined with bottles of wine, which were gleaming dizzyingly in the light.

The doorbell rang.

Grace walked over to open the door. It was Summer.

Entering the room, Summer glimpsed the wine on the table, frowning. "Why are there so many wines?"

"Well, Charlie and I talked about divorce..." Grace sat on the carpet.

Greatly alarmed, Summer stared at her incredulously. "You're lying!" "Why should I lie? Besides, have I ever lied to you?"

As she spoke, Grace opened the caps of all those wine bottles.

She didn't seem to be lying. Summer's heart was pounding. "Why?"

Grace poured a glass of wine. "You know."

"Because of his secretary?"

Summer's heart beat faster.

Grace nodded and downed a glass of wine.

Her heart ached.

Summer was angry, cursing with a livid face, "I'll go to Charlie!"

Grace turned around and said, "Why bother?

"Then just let him get away with it?"

Summer was furious.

"No. I slapped him three times. His face is red and swollen. Look, my palms are also swollen. I took a piece of glass and cut his face. He was bleeding. I had intended to disfigure him," she said calmly.

"What happened?" Summer was still confused about the situation.

"He said he wanted to talk to me. He has feelings for that secretary, and when he stays with her, he's not anxious. He feels relaxed and peaceful. He said we should separate first and think about

whether we are suitable for each other..."

Grace said word by word.

Summer's chest heaved violently. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

She felt sad for Grace, thinking that Grace must be much sadder than her.

"I found that a long time ago. We once had breakfast together. I felt there was something between them at that time. It proved that I was right." Grace drank one glass of wine after another.

"You had been getting on well and had never quarreled much or hated each other before Mckenzie fainted. Will you possibly make up?"

"No!"