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.

like celery and coriander, and broccoli." Alan threw the celery on

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

was familiar with the taste of

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 makes you

take it seriously. "You don't

present, I haven't found it yet."

silence. It seemed that they could not find a

to be free in

feeling made her feel very uncomfortable and nervous. The food was put into her mouth and lost its

your time. I'll wash the dishes later." She put down the bowl and chopsticks in a hurry. Regardless of his eyes, she got up and walked out

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

him, and she was afraid she couldn't control her heart.

came over, she stood up in a hurry. "I'll

"No, I've already washed it." Alan

she saw the residual moisture on his hands.

Facing with his

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

dangerous for her to guess. She was afraid that she would fall