The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

He then went downstairs. Olive had already unfastened her apron and put it to its original place. "Mr. Hoyle, if there is nothing else, I'll go back to work first."

"Your workplace is not just in the office. Besides, assistant Steele invite me to dinner, but you intent to leave first. Is there a lack of sincerity?”

Olive went to pick up a pair of bowls and chopsticks and said in her heart that I would not have promised you any meal if I was afraid Annie would disclose the secret.

But she could never tell him like this words. When the rice was served, she buried herself in eating the rice. She dared not look into his eyes. She was afraid she could not control herself to ask if he remembered her.

Alan frowned and picked up a celery, "Assistant Steele..."

Olive looked up slightly, looking at his expression. He was still the same as five years ago, with the tangled appearance, smelling the celery. Her depressing mood suddenly improved.

She did it on purpose.

She didn't know why she did it. She just wanted to play tricks on him or to hide her knowledge of his preferences.

"The taste of dishes dose not suit you?" Olive asked innocently.

I don’t like celery and coriander, and broccoli." Alan threw

not to be picky about food and so on, she would never let them appear on the table. But the woman in front of him, with a face of ignorance, didn’t know that. Was his intuition

familiar with the taste of this dish. He had a long-lost feeling.

Hoyle, I've only seen children were particular about food. I nerve saw adults were picky about food like you. You're the first one. What's wrong with celery? It's not poison. It

"So what?" Alan didn't take it seriously. "You don't have anything you

shrugged her shoulders. "At present, I haven't found

they could not find a topic to talk about. They could

in front of him, but

very uncomfortable and nervous. The food was put into her mouth and lost

done. Take your time. I'll wash the dishes later." She put down the bowl and chopsticks in a hurry. Regardless of his eyes,

took the remote control and changed it. She didn't

dangerous to stay with him, and she was afraid she couldn't

stood up in a

washed it." Alan is a light way.

Sure enough, she saw the residual moisture on

his compelling momentum, Olive always had an

a long time for her to know that this man was quite different from what she remembered. He became unfathomable, and he no longer showed

his mind. It was dangerous for her to guess. She was afraid that she would fall in love with