The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 50

As the window wound down, a familiar face came into view. Jazz was slightly taken aback to see his

brother as he greeted, "Hi, Mark."

Jazz looked troubled when he saw Summer, and Mark just stared at him in silence.

He did not want to greet Summer as her brother-in-law.

With eyes carefully speculating him, Mark knew why Jazz was feeling troubled for, yet he purposefully

asked, "Why don’t you greet your sister-in-law?" Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Jazz's eyes darkened, and without letting them notice, he clenched the fists on his sides as he bit out,

"Hello, Summer."

Summer still felt uneasy as she greeted him in return. Just as she wanted to speak up again, Mark's

deep voice could be heard as he said, "Explain to me what and why are you here."

"Since I felt too bored at home, I'm just fully utilising m y break now and being more productive. By

working here, I could also get a break from mom's constant nagging.”

Jazz shrugged his shoulders as he explained. With snow falling onto his hair, he looked nonchalant as

he

stood there grinning.

"Anyways, I'll fill up your tank fully, but you have to pay for yourself, okay, big bro? I don't want to leave

a bad impression on my first day of work."

Crinkling his eyes slightly, Mark glanced at his brother as he said in a light tone, "Remember, since

you've made the decision in doing this, you have to take charge and own up for your actions."

"I knew you would understand. Thanks for the advice," replied Jazz in a carefree manner while curling

his lips into a smirk.

Leaning out the window slightly, Mark passed him the money while asking, "Will you be coming home

tonight?"

"Nope, maybe after tomorrow. By the way, Mark, I wanted to tell you something-"

He thought of continuing but just as his eyes shifted t o Summer, he stopped mid-speech.

Mark was lightly knocking against the steering wheel with his knuckles and his brows were drawn

together as he asked, "What is it?”

"N-nothing. You can go now. Drive safe!" Jazz said as h e shook his head and waved them goodbye.

Summer blinked questioningly as she watched him. She could feel that he had something to say, but

he didn’t because of her presence.

'Am I overthinking?' Summer thought.

Only when he saw their black Land Rover drive away into the horizon did Jazz tear his gaze away and

let out a sigh.

Jazz actually wanted to tell Mark that he saw Raine back home as he was sure that his brother did not

know about it yet. He was also sure that she hadn't told him as well.

He wanted to give Mark a heads up, but he just couldn’t do it in front of Summer.

So, Jazz decided to just let Mark find out himself as he believed that protecting Summer and waiting for

her was the only thing he should and could do for now.

6 A.M. in the next morning.

The sky was still dim, and Summer was still asleep when the door pounded loudly.

As she couldn't block out the noise, she groggily opened her eyes into slits, and they were met with a

set of toned and firmed pectorals.

Her gaze shifted downwards, and she realised her legs had wrapped around his muscular waist and

clung onto him.

In a flash, all her sleep was shaken off, and she felt fully awake. With reddened cheeks, she pulled her

legs away.

Feeling ashamed, she thought, 'Since when did I start t o shift around in my sleep to have ended up

like this?'

'Luckily, he’s not awake yet.'

Fixing her pajamas, she walked over to answer the door. Flinging the door open, she met with Gordon

who was standing right outside.

Surprised, Summer froze for a moment. When she snapped out of her trance, she instinctively stood

ramrod straight with her head held high as she greeted, "Good morning, grandpa.”