The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

In desperation, she didn’t care anything. She closed her teeth and bit into his invading tongue.

Alan put his hand over his mouth in pain. He looked at her in disbelief, "you..."

What a sharp-toothed woman, she dared to bite him.

"Alan, what do you want? Just because you're the boss doesn't mean you can do whatever you want." Olive freaked out. She wanted to slap him in the face, but she didn't dare.

"I don't want anything. I just want you to give me an answer, an answer about five years ago. Why did you leave me? Why are you avoiding me?" His eyes were fixed upon hers. It said that eyes were the Windows of the soul, and that the eyes were the last thing to lie.

Olive averted her eyes from him because she felt guilty, "Alan, you're drunk."

She did not know how to answer him except to deceive him with such an excuse. The truth was in front of him, but she could not tell him.

She was past the age of adventure, and all she wanted was to live safely with her family for the rest of her life.

excellent man.

you dare look at me? He forced

moment her cell phone rang with a blue glow. It was so

his distraction and pushed him away, clutching the towel

her and threw her on the bed. His heavy body immediately pressed on her, and he bounded her hands and feet. The cell phone, just above her head, was ringing merrily, but

had just entered the room. Alan was standing on the balcony at that moment. Ivy has been telling her to take

"It seems that there are many people who like you. There's a man chasing you from Luo city to Sanya." He mocked her coldly, and jealousy ran rampant in his

she had not noticed it, but it still made him jealous of them. Alan was jealous that she could follow this man without hesitation. He was also jealous that she and this man could laugh and play in the street as well as in the crowd without hesitation. However, she was always cold and distant to him, and her voice sounded so distant and sarcastic, when she talked to him. He hated the way she treated him, and he wished he could tear off

If you get drunk, I don't have time for you. Get up." Her phone was within reach, but he clutched her wrists so tightly that she

gently. He thought she might be asleep, so he did not bother her any more.

When the room fell silent, Alan said suddenly, "Olive, you are my woman."

his blood boil in his body. On the island she said that drunk sex was just an excuse for men. He did drink a lot tonight, but he

was afraid that

his self-control was always on the brink of collapse. Whether she wanted it or not, at this moment, he just wanted to have this woman so

to cry, "Alan, you said you wouldn't

these words as if he