Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet
Chapter 527 Driving Her Home

Chapter 527 Driving Her Home

At this time, Kevin had finished eating and was elegantly savoring a glass of wine.

"Your father called?"

He already guessed the caller from Ally's expression.

Ally was surprised. Still, she nodded sheepishly.

"What did he say?"

Ally felt like going crazy. With a wry face, she said, "He told me to take you home for dinner sometime."

In the Fowlers' house.

Just as Zack hung up, Lindsey scurried over and asked eagerly, "What's up? What did she say?"

Zack looked at his daughter's mother-in-law and nodded. "They're together."

Lindsey was stupefied.

Angie screamed in rage. "No way! How can they be seeing each other! How could she hook up with the boss of the Nixon Group?"

Her remark made Zack's face fall. With a note of exasperation in his voice, he bellowed, "Angie, you shouldn't talk about Ally like that. She's your sister after all!" Angie's face turned pale with fury.

Mary was Angie's mother. Seeing her daughter be scolded, she felt sorry. Thus, she quickly came to mediate. "Enough. Angie is still young. She doesn't understand this. Why argue with her?"

Then, she switched to another tactic. "But Angie was just being honest. Look, Ally got involved in that kind of disgrace two years ago. How could the noble Nixon family accept her as their daughter-in-law? Alas. Don't you think so, Zack?"

She looked at Zack with a torn expression on her face. Although she didn't say it explicitly, everyone in the room knew what she meant.

What she wanted to say was Ally was definitely subpar to be Mrs. Nixon given her status, so she might be Mr. Nixon's mistress! Zack was taken aback. He found Mary's words rather reasonable.

After all, nowadays, young men and women often called each other honey to show their intimacy, even if they were not lawfully married. Had Ally really sunk to such depths?

Zack's expression turned stern. Seeing this, Mary hurriedly urged, "Didn't you ask her where she would stay? She just got back to the country today. If she's really in a normal romantic relationship with that Mr. Nixon, she ought to come back and stay here."

It was not until then that Zack thought of this issue. Just now, he was focused on making sure if Ally was with Kevin, so he forgot to ask her where she would stay today.

His expressions altered several times. In the end, he picked up the phone and dialed Ally's number.

Yet, all he heard was a mechanical female voice saying, "The subscriber you dialed is powered off. Please try again later."

Because Zack had put the speaker on, everyone heard this prompt tone at once. They all showed a look of disdain and suspicion on their faces.

"See? Ally's certainly a mistress! If she were a virtuous woman, she would come back home instead of spending the night with a man as soon as she was back in the country!" they mused.

In fact, they'd all wronged Ally.

After taking Zack's call, she found that her phone's battery only had 1% energy. Her phone was dead in less than half a minute after she sat down again.

Ally thought that no one would call her again at this time, so she asked the waiter to charge her phone and turned to focus on other things.

She never thought it could incur such a misunderstanding.

But at this moment, Ally had no idea what her family was thinking. She was still wondering where she should go tonight.

According to Kevin, now that they were married, Ally ought to go to his place and live with him. But Ally resolutely refused.

She hadn't even figured out why she and he had gotten registered in the city hall! If she really went to his place tonight, it would look like she had acknowledged their marriage. She was not that dumb! Therefore, the two were in an impasse because of this.

They had both finished eating by now. Urged by Kevin, Ally had two glasses of wine and felt tipsy.

A violinist came over and said with a smile, "Mr. and Mrs. Nixon, let me present you a piece called How Do I Live to celebrate your marriage! Wish you lifelong happiness together!"

Then, he held up his violin and began to perform.

Ally was very familiar with this song. It was Whitney Houston's love song. The lyrics were very touching, the gist of which was you meant the whole world to me.

Ally never believed such love really existed. She thought that if one person existed just for another person, then the other person would be under immense pressure.

She preferred the kind of love that was more free and independent.

The melody slowly fluttered around the table. Ally looked up at Kevin. His face was calm. A faint smile could be seen on his lips. His deep eyes glinted brightly as if stars were twinkling in them.

"I came across this song when I was studying abroad. I like it very much. Do you like it?"

Ally couldn't say she didn't. She just nodded and said, "Hmm, it's OK."

"Ha!" Kevin chuckled, then held up his wrist and checked the time. "It's late. Let's go."

Ally suddenly had a bad feeling. She wanted to say no, but Kevin already got off and walked out.

Reluctantly, she grabbed her purse and went after him.

After walking out of the restaurant, Kevin got in the car. Then he saw Ally standing on the roadside, not coming in.

Arching one eyebrow, he reached out and said, "Get in."

Ally took a step back and then gave him a well-adjusted fake smile. "Mr. Nixon, well, thank you for dinner. I'll see you next time."

With that said, she turned to leave. Yet, just as she took a few paces, she felt her collar had been grabbed from behind.

Kevin had gotten out of the car. He was standing behind her, his lips curling up slightly, his eyes kind of detached. He asked, "Where are you going?"

Ally managed a smile and said, "Home, of course."

"I'll give you a ride."

Then, without waiting for Ally's response, Kevin pushed her into the car.

Ally was bereft of speech.

The black Maybach raced in the busy street in Lormere. Kevin was driving. Every now and then, he glanced at the quiet woman in the passenger seat from the corner of his eye, a satisfied look fleeting across his face.

He knew Ally was not a vain girl who had no principles. That was why he chose to respect her and her idea and drive her home.

After all, they hadn't been together for long. If he insisted on them living together, he was afraid that Ally would not agree.

"Yes, she would definitely say no," Kevin thought analytically.

Kevin consoled himself that now their marriage had been registered in the city hall, Ally couldn't go anywhere else. Thus, he decided to take things slow. He had a whole life with her ahead. There was no rush. The car soon arrived outside the Fowlers' house. Ally got off and thanked Kevin before he could speak. Then, with her head bowed low, she hastily ran for the gate.

Seeing her flee in a hurry, Kevin chortled with resignation. He sat in the car and watched her enter the gate before driving off.

Ally had the key to the gate of the Fowlers' villa. Thus, she didn't ring the doorbell but opened the gate with the key.