The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Olive called home at first and asked her mother to pack up some spring and summer clothes for her. Then she came to his designated room.

She always felt that the bedroom was a private place, not a place where outsiders could go in and out freely. But he was so confident to let she touch his things. Has he always been used to it and let the assistant take care of his life?

She opening the wardrobe, there were not many clothes inside. But every clothes was made by hand. The cuffs of shirts were set with delicate gold buttons, engraved with two letters OA, which could be seen faintly.

She has a upset look. It must be the acronym of Ophelia and Alan. Olive couldn't help laughing bitterly. Only she was a fool. She remembered him in her heart for five years. He had already been with a beautiful woman and forgotten her existence.

She stuffed his clothes into the suitcase and, as she was about to close the closet door, her eyelids jumped fiercely. On the right-most hanger, there was a familiar shirt.

The shirt, ironed stiffly and without any wrinkles. Comparing to those of the finely crafted clothes in the superior material, it was so cheap that it could not reach the stage. It hang quietly in the corner, like Cinderella who huddled in the corner at a court ball.

Olive's fingers, touched it trembly.

When it sold at a discount in the mall, she bought this checked shirt for less than 100 dollar and gave it to him as a birthday gift. It was unexpected that he still kept it.

"You seem to be particularly interested in that shirt." Alan, like a ghost, quietly appeared behind her. He looked at her in an inquiry.

Olive's body was slightly stiff, but she soon regained her composure, pulled her lips and turned around with a faint smile. "Seeing an ordinary shirt among a pile of valuable clothes, I am just a little surprised. Mr. Hoyle always seem to cherish it."

looked at her quietly. Her face always covered a mist that could not be distinguished between true and false. When facing him, her tone was so relaxed and natural that it seemed that she was really not the person concerned.

saw that she had been preoccupied with the shirt for a long time. Now, she apologized lightly, "I'm sorry. I touched your

of your business." He put the dress in his suitcase and seemed to

heart thumped.

Back home, her mother asked, "How come you

just received the news, mom. I may be going for several days. During this period, Annie will

child? We are Annie's grandparents. We should take care of her. When you get there, remember

in her arms and refused to let her go downstairs because of

he got on

not many people in the first class cabin. They sat in twos and threes, some

as if she

cup of coffee. His voice was cool, and he said he didn't

a little amusement. Then she looked at his busy appearance and he occasionally

luck in love everywhere

coffee was put on the table in front of him until it was cold and he

took a magazine and read it in her hand, but she couldn't

little vanity? Knowing that the shirt which she bought was carefully preserved by him, the joy quietly spread in the heart, like so years of concern having a landing point, like sugar melting in the heart.

Several pages of information fell on the ground. Olive helped