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.

you that I don’t like celery and coriander, and broccoli."

things. Although she would teach him that the good children were 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

of this dish. He

about food like you. You're the first one. What's wrong with celery?

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

her shoulders. "At present, I haven't

The conversation between the two people fell into silence. It seemed that they could not find a topic to

She used to be free in front of him, but now she always had to be careful

food was put into

down the bowl and chopsticks in a hurry. Regardless of

sat down on the sofa, took the remote control and changed it. She didn't find what she wanted to watch. She was

to stay with him, and she was

in a hurry. "I'll wash the dishes."

it." Alan is a light

enough, she saw the residual moisture on his hands.

his compelling momentum, Olive

was quite different from what she remembered. He became unfathomable, and he no longer showed his joys and sorrows on his face, always looking calm.

was dangerous for her to guess. She was afraid that