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.

to tell you that I don’t like celery and coriander, and broccoli." Alan threw the celery on the table. His emotionless face

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.

the taste of this dish.

the first one. What's wrong with celery? It's not poison. It makes you show an

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

"At present, I haven't found it

seemed that they could not find a topic to talk

and needles, which made her depressed. She used to be free in front

This feeling made her feel very uncomfortable and nervous. The food was put

chopsticks in a hurry. Regardless of his eyes, she got up and

took the remote control and changed it. She didn't find what she wanted to

stay with him, and she

over, she stood up in a hurry. "I'll wash the dishes."

I've already washed it." Alan is

residual moisture on his hands.

help you, Mr. Hoyle." Facing with his compelling momentum, Olive always

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

It was dangerous for her to guess. She was afraid that she would fall in love with him again before she could guess what was going on in