The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 1791

She didn't give up and went to another hotel, but she got the same answer.

All those hotels told her that they had no vacancies.

Essa frowned. She was embarrassed but could only go back to the original hotel.

When she arrived at the room, the three of them were watching TV. They were not surprised to see her and ignored her.

Essa smiled awkwardly. She picked up an apple from the plate, washed it, and took a bite. "Mom, I'll sleep on the sofa in your room tonight.” Essa’s mother didn't respond until a moment later. "No!"

Essa was speechless as she heard this, thinking, "How can Mom say that? Her daughter has no place to stay and is going to wander outside. Why is she so ruthless?"

"Are you serious?" Essa asked with disbelief.

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Essa had made up her mind. She would stay here no matter what happened. Even if her mom tried to drive her away, she wouldn't leave. At nine o'clock in the evening, Jazz said good night and went back to his room to rest. Essa was still sitting on the sofa, not intending to see him off. Essa's mother didn't say anything, as if she didn't care what Essa was doing.

Essa was secretly pleased. She planned to

get a quilt and a pillow and to sleep on the sofa.

While she was in a trance, her mother suddenly said, "Go downstairs and buy some milk. I'll heat the milk for your brother."

Without a second thought, Essa got up, went down to the store, and brought milk.

However, as she came back and rang the doorbell, no one opened the door for her.

Her eyelids twitched. She had a bad feeling.

Yet she quickly told herself it was impossible.

She reached out and constantly rang the doorbell, but no one answered: She leaned against the door listlessly. She shouldn't have trusted her mother!

Meanwhile; the door of the opposite room opened, Jazz had changed.” into pajmas. He leisurely crossed his areas over his chest, narrowed his eyes, and looked at her. ‘Are you abandoned by your mom?" Content bélongs to =

Essa snorted, cursing silently, "You guys are birds of a feather!" "Do you want to come to my room?" He asked while knocking on the door.

"No!" She refused quickly and flatly.

Jazz just spread his hands and ~~. shruggedthis shoulders resignedly. 'I don't like to force others. It's okay if you don't want to come in. I Ihwait for three seconds. One, two"

Before he could finish his words, Essa walked in.

Jazz was surprised.

She looked very determined just now. How could she change her mind so soon?

Jazz followed her in, closed the door, and gave her a glass of water. Essa asked, "Are you going to sleep on the sofa?" "Why should I sleep on the sofa?"

"Didn't you just tell my mother that you will sleep on the sofa and let me sleep on the bed?"

Jazz nodded calmly. "Yes, but things are different now.”

"You hypocrite! You go back on your word!"

"You've refused my offer. You came here just because your mom kicked you out.

That's not the same thing."