The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 1573

Time went by.

From summer to autumn and from autumn to winter, the seasons and the climates changed.

Nine months passed quickly since Grace had left.

Charlie never found out anything about Grace. Bella was so good at her job that she was promoted from secretary to department manager.

In the past nine months, Bella could see that Charlie never had any women around him, except her.

She was the one Charlie took to dinner parties when he had to.

They were still some distance apart, but she was satisfied. She had the best chance of winning than any other woman, didn't she?

At the hotel in the UK, Grace wore a long dress and flat shoes with a baby in her arms.

The boy was her son, and it was his one-month birthday party today.

When she was nine months pregnant, it took her a whole day in the delivery room to give birth to the baby by natural labour.

At that time, she was in so much pain in the delivery room that she could hardly feel anything. Andrew waited outside the delivery room for a whole day. He tried to break into the delivery room several times, but Grace shouted at him and forced him to go out.

She was in excruciating pain giving birth in the delivery room. Outside, it wasn't easier for Andrew than for her. He grabbed the doctor and asked if it was painful for her to give birth.

Through the crack in the door, Grace could hear him clearly. She shouted angrily, struggling through the pain that almost made her faint, "I'm screaming in pain. Are you deaf?"

Andrew was out of his mind at that time. Hearing her scream, he kept asking her whether she was in pain, whether she could speak, and whether she wanted anything to eat.

Grace wanted to throw something at him on the birthing bed, and with that strength, she gave birth to the baby.

Andrew planned this one-month birthday party for Grace’s baby. The people who came to this party were all famous in the design industry.

In recent months, Grace had become more famous in France and the UK. She regularly appeared in the most fashionable and authoritative magazines.

Dominick was famous, but he had never taken on apprentices. Grace was his first apprentice, so of course, there was more attention.

The baby had been named Eaton Livingston by Andrew.

He had a mind of his own. Eaton was a famous painter that he liked very much. Besides, Eaton was his middle name, so he didn't hesitate to name the baby Eaton.

Grace said he was a shameful guy.

He nicknamed her Fortune. When other people heard her nickname, they would think that she must be desperate for good luck to be called Fortune.

And she must have wanted her son to be a famous painter too, sharing the same name with the famous painter.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Even if he had such thoughts, the problem was that he would make others laugh at her and her son.

Dominick arrived at the party. He wore a smartly tailored black suit with a grey handkerchief pinned to the pocket. The French were inherently elegant and gentlemanly.

Walking slowly to her side, he bent his body slightly. He took her hand and kissed it lightly on the back, "Honey, long time no see."

Just then, Andrew walked over. Seeing this, He narrowed his eyes and patted Dominick's hand, "Let go of her hand, shameless playboy."

Dominick let go of Grace's hand helplessly. He shrugged and asked, "How on earth have you put up with him for so long?"