The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

"Just search for your name and take your time. I'll find you a box of tissues." Ted Dulles smiled. "I don't want tissues." Inexplicably. Ted Dulles joked, "I'm afraid your tears will flood." "You are simply not in your right mind." Olive Steele threw him a stack of papers, "Go, copy this, and distribute them.” "Then look at it slowly, I won't bother you." Ted Dulles holding the file made a goodbye gesture at the door. Olive Steele rewarded him with a phrase, "Piss off."

However, the person who went away quickly went back, and put a box of tissues on her desk, "Look at it slowly, I won't bother you this time." After that, he slunk away even faster than rabbits. Olive felt funny and then typed her name in the search bar. Well, she also became an internet celebrity accidentally, and the search terms occupied many pages. It's just that she was surprised to find that the post accusing her of being the mistress had disappeared. No matter how she changed the search keywords, she couldn't find any information about it.

However, all news about her was directed to a blog. The name of the blog was: girl, where are you. Blogger: Alan Hoyle. Real name and surname. She felt her fingers trembling on the mouse. What kind of shock did this man want to give her? The posts in the blog were not many compared to five years. However, it made people have many feelings. She chose to read from the earliest time, her fingers quietly stroking her chest.

April 1st, 2007

You once vowed to wait for the bright moment with me. However, when the heavy gauze from the eyes was lifted away, you didn’t stay with me. I rushed back from the hospital to the courtyard. In the house, everything about you was gone. It was like, you never appeared in my life. I couldn’t find your breath, except for the bottle left. There were three hundred and sixty-four lucky stars, almost one year. The next day was the day when you and I knew each other. Every day you would fold one, saying that you was praying for me.

I waited from early morning to dusk, sitting all night, and finally realized that you gave me an April Fool's Day on Valentine's Day. But today, on the real April Fool's Day, I cannot give you a Valentine's Day.

July 7th, 2007

Girl, I'm sorry, the only remembrance you left to me was scattered all over the ground by Ophelia Meyer today. She said sorry in panic because she was not careful. But behind her, I saw how deliberate her distorted expression was. I picked them up one by one, not letting her touch them. Each of these lucky little stars you brought me carried the memories of a day. Ophelia Meyer suddenly cried and asked me, ‘what can I do to make you forget her’. I said, ‘I can't forget, I don't want to forget.’ She said she was my fiancee.

Hehe, fiancee, the two women I trusted most, my mother I respected, and my childhood sweetheart sister whom I have been caring for since I was a child, placed a trap on the tip of my heart, and they promised me to find your whereabouts. But they could not wait to announce the so-called engagement ceremony. As me, my eye disease relapsed and went into darkness again. I was named a fiance, but I knew nothing. Since then, I have been guarded against them. I even suspect that they know your whereabouts, but they refused to tell me.

December 25, 2007

atmosphere can't make me feel warm because I have lost you. I didn't even know what you looked like, and I fell in love with you. I often wonder how you look when you say that "I am 18 years old every day, and

was good, the food you cook was delicious, you could sing, you could coax me, and you could soothe my growing anxiety due to blindness. But why, you left when I was about to see the light again, without any warning, as if that year was just a charming dream I had.

May 28,

My heart stopped beating in an instant, I closed my eyes and tried to distinguish the direction of the sound, but it disappeared. Girl, you had promised me a life, why you

You didn't tell me your name, I don't know what you look like, I don't have the slightest message about you, only this voice wanders in my dream every night. You said that you look ugly, with corns, a collapsed nose, tetracycline teeth, potholes on your face, black acne, deformed hands, and spiral legs. Don't be scared and run away at a glance. There is no girl who cursed herself

November 16,

body. I use work to paralyze myself, but my heart is getting empty. It's hollowness caused by you, which entangled me in dreams day in and day out. Girl, where are you? I have a hard time looking for you. I used to find all the people who might have seen you, doctors, nurses, homeowners, neighbors, and asked them to describe your appearance, but there was a huge crowd, and I have been looking for you for almost two years without

14, 2009

Valentine's Day every year. But on Valentine's Day, I was wearing the shirt you bought me.

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I still followed your instructions. I found that your breathing is close to the tip of your nose. Girl, you must be bullying me because of my blindness, so watched me secretly. But I didn't expose you, I wanted to get closer to you. I went back to the small yard where I lived with you, sat on the big rock under the old locust tree, and listened to the summer breeze all night, imagining that you were sitting next

you had to go to work, you had to do a part-time job, you had to raise the cost of blindness prevention surgery, and you were also responsible for making me happy every day. You are a little girl who bears so much. But I can’t do anything. Hoyle Group’s turbulence, the gloominess of human nature, and the loss of bright eyes made me want to hide and shrink. I had money in my bank card, but because I couldn’t expose

December 31, 2010

another year, but you are still

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of you again, but I couldn't see your face in the dream.

November 1,

you believe in miracles? I was in this city and heard the voice so close to you. I watched the woman come aggressively, and in order to vent her friend’s anger. She rebuked a man who had just been laughing and chatting at the wine table, without

8, 2011