The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 1583

Mckenzie hurried over, reached out to hold Charlie's right arm, opened the bedroom door, and put the drunken man onto the bed.

After a second thought, Bella decided to tell the truth, so she said, "Madam Mckenzie, Ms. Livingston is back."

Hearing this, Mckenzie froze and then asked, "Grace Livingston?"

"Yeah," Bella nodded, "Mr. Morgan drank so much alcohol because he met her today."

"That woman is a scourge. She made a lot of trouble for us before! I didn't expect her to come back!" Mckenzie muttered, feeling Bella had let her down.

She had created a lot of opportunities for her during the past nine months, but there was still no progress at all!

However, she could only say, "Forget it! Thanks for telling me about it. It’s late now. Drive safely on the way back."

Bella nodded, got into the car, and left.

Mckenzie, however, was no longer in the mood to watch TV because her mind was full of nonsense.

In the hotel.

The doctor Andrew had sent for had arrived, and Grace was holding Eaton in her arms now. She kept reaching out to touch his forehead lightly because he was having a fever.

The doctor put a drip on Eaton and gave Grace some dos and don’ts before leaving. Andrew was very distressed. He stayed by Eaton's side all the time and touched his little face and forehead from

time to time.

Grace tried to soothe his anxiety by saying, "Children are all prone to sickness. He has just caught a cold. It's not a big deal."

Andrew nodded. In the evening, Andrew and Grace divided up the work. In the first half of the night, Grace would take care of Eaton, and in the second half, Andrew would come on duty.

Fortunately, Eaton’s fever had almost gone before midnight, so Grace finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Eaton had never gotten sick since he had been born. But as soon as he returned to Santabaca, he had caught a cold! It was terrible!

Watching at the bedside, Grace couldn't help but feel sleepy, so she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

In her dream, Charlie occasionally appeared, but he was partly hidden as if he was shrouded in smoke, so she couldn't see his face clearly.

But instead of feeling emotional or having the corrosively sharp pain again, she remained calm.

*

The next morning.

While Charlie was having breakfast, Mckenzie asked, "Is Grace back?"

He stopped his hand holding the coffee in the midair, nodded, then took a sip, and began to think about what had happened yesterday.

Mckenzie didn't know what to say, so she kept silent, cleaned up the table, and then went to the restaurant.

Sitting in the bright and spacious office, Charlie raised eyebrows when thinking of something.

He then called the banquet organizer last night and asked for GL's cell phone number, and the organizer gave it to him without hesitation.

Charlie dialed the number, but Grace rejected the call and turned off her phone.

He had never changed his cell phone number in the past few years, so Grace knew that it was him that had been calling her when seeing the number.

Charlie frowned, kneaded his brows with his slender and well-defined fingers, casually threw his phone aside, and then asked his assistant to check Grace’s work

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