The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 1566

After a pause, Andrew said in a low voice," Your belt is loose! I see your nipples!"

Immediately, Grace kicked him in the shins and went to the bathroom.

She had rarely thought of Charlie these days. After being depressed for so long, she could finally relax.

Early morning.

Charlie was exhausted, physically and mentally.

He didn't intend to go to the restaurant.

Mark came in and asked, "Have you signed the divorce papers? I'll take it away." "No. Go for a drink with me." Charlie wore

the same clothes as yesterday. They were wrinkled. He seemed to be in the doldrums.

Mark frowned. He went to a bar with Charlie. In the private room, Charlie drank a lot, saying, "You advised Billy at that time, but why did you ignore me?"

"You are more mature than him..."

Mark calmly said, "He couldn't resist temptation. You're very clear about what you want..."

"Clear about what I want?"

Charlie murmured and laughed. He tilted his head and drained a glass of wine. "But even now I don't know what I want..."

Mark said after a moment's silence.

"Anyway, Grace did a lot for you. When you married her, I didn't like her. She's too straightforward and fiery. I knew your married life wouldn’t be peaceful.

"But now I feel sorry for her, not you, my best friend. I changed my opinion of her when she dealt with the food poisoning in the restaurant and asked Kingsley and me to get a doctor without telling you. I saw her change and stoicism, but you two finally split up. She just made some small mistakes. You’re the culprit."

Charlie was drinking constantly. As he heard what Mark said, Grace's figure resurfaced in his mind.

"It's all right. Now you get what you want. She is free again, and your mother has woken up. Everything is fine."

Mark didn't try to persuade him to make up with Grace.

"She's an uninhibited woman. While your mother was in a coma, she was very depressed. It was unlucky for her to marry you. You're not the only one who is injured.

"You only care about what you're suffering and ignore her. You're selfish."

"But what should I do?"

Charlie looked up, swallowing. "I'm not going to sign the divorce papers. I thought a lot last night..."

Mark picked up a glass of wine and downed it. He stared at Charlie thoughtfully, saying in a deep voice, "You haven't figured out the situation, have you?"

After Charlie drank another glass of wine, his thoughts wandered, but he was still sensible and clear-minded. "What do you mean?"

"It's not up to you. Whether you want to sign the divorce papers or not, it doesn't matter. Grace is the one who can end your relationship. Do you think what you say carries weight?"

Mark reminded him indifferently, "This is the situation."

Charlie kept swallowing. His eyes instantly turned gloomy.

They were glazed as if covered by a veil of mist.

"When you told her that you had feelings for another woman, you should have thought of what would happen then, right?" Mark asked evenly.

Charlie was speechless. His right hand holding a glass couldn't stop shaking.

He pulled out a cigarette with his left hand and began to smoke. He had to admit that what Mark said made sense. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

"So you'd better sign the divorce papers." Mark tried to convince him.

Yet Charlie shook his head, breathing out a stream of smoke. The room was smoky. "I don't want to sign it."

"Since it has come to this, whether you insist or not, you can't change anything."

Mark continued.

"I think now that she has made the decision, she won't give in. Even if you don't sign it now, you'll have to sign it one day."

Charlie didn't speak again, smoking.

Mark took the cigarette away from his hand and threw it into the trash can." Smoking is not helpful. You can't solve any matter by smoking."

Charlie closed his eyes, frowning and mussing up his thick hair with his long, slender fingers.

Meanwhile, Mark's cell phone kept ringing. He had a very important meeting at his company today.

Glancing at the phone clock, Mark straightened his suit and stood up. "There's an important meeting. I must leave now. I hope you can sign the divorce papers when I come over in the evening and let me take it away."

He then walked out of the bar, leaving Charlie alone.

Learning that Charlie didn't go to the company, Mckenzie was very anxious and called him constantly, but Charlie didn't answer.

Where the hell did he go?

Why didn't he pick up the phone?

Charlie sat in the bar until noon. There was an overpowering smell of alcohol around him.

His car was parked outside the bar. He got in and started the car, driving towards the Valentine mansion.

Mark went to work, but today was Saturday, so Summer was staying in the villa with her children.

Charlie entered the mansion.

Hearing the footsteps from outside, Summer looked up.

Seeing Charlie, Summer said coldly, "Are you here to deliver the divorce papers?"

"No! I came for her!" Charlie replied.

Standing up. Summer asked the maids to take the two kids away and then looked at Charlie. "What do you want to see Grace about?"

"It has nothing to do with you. Just tell me her phone number or address."

"Are you kidding?"

Summer sneered. "I'm her agent. She asked me and the lawyer to deal with the divorce for her. You just need to sign the divorce papers. What's the point of seeing her?"