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.

just forgot to tell you that I don’t like celery and coriander, and broccoli." Alan threw the celery

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 know that. Was his intuition wrong?

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

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

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

shoulders. "At present, I haven't found it yet."

into silence. It seemed that they could not find a topic to talk about. They could only hear the sound

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

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

wash the dishes later." She put down the bowl and chopsticks in a

down on the sofa, took the remote control and

with him, and she was

in a

Alan is a light way.

the residual moisture on his hands.

I help you, Mr. Hoyle." Facing with his compelling momentum, Olive always had an impulse to run

It took a long time for her to know that this man was quite different from what she remembered. He

figure out what he was thinking on in his mind. It was dangerous for her to guess. She was afraid that she