The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

But hearing Aoba Hoyle's words, Olive Steele suddenly choked on her throat and nose. The pungent taste in her throat and nose caused violent coughs as tears showed up in her eyes.

Alan Hoyle rushed to hand her a glass of water and stroked Olive's back, "Look out, honey.

Olive Steele's teary eyes kept glancing over between Aoba and Chloe Malan's faces.

Something was going on between these two people, and now she was quite sure about this.

Shortly after dinner, Olive's father returned to the shop and Chloe couldn't wait for Aoba to leave, "Time to go, chop-chop. Leave our house."

"No, I'm staying to accompany my brother," Aoba Hoyle was still trying to find an excuse to stay.

"With a beautiful wife, you really expect me to believe your brother needs some other company? "

Olive laughed and shook her head, then walked silently into the kitchen, thinking the dirty dishes in the sink should be enough to keep her away from the battlefield for a while.

Annie was taken into the bedroom of her grandmother was trying to give Olive and Alan some privacy and space for the recent reunion and the registration today.

Olive's mother couldn't help but smile as she looked at Annie lying in bed.

getting happier and happier and everyone was getting

to Annie's sleep, but the kid suddenly opened her eyes, "Grandma, will uncle

"Well, do

a moment and

"Why?" Olive's mother looked at her with

Chloe marries someone else, she will leave this house, but if she marry uncle Aoba, they can

A child's thoughts were simple, direct,

you grow up, there will be no room left for you to sleep."

sleep in.

Alan had brought up such a thing, but it was a great relief to her as well. The man was even willing to take everyone over to live with him for

the living room, as soon as Aoba left, Chloe went into her own bedroom, but just as she turned to

"The hell you doing? You scare the shit out of me!"

against the doorframe with a smile on his face.

drunk or something? Go talk to your woman." Chloe tried to close the door, but he put his

talk

expression on Alan's face didn't change.

her head and sighed "Mr.Hoyle, can you do me a favor?"

"Yes?" Alan looked at her seriously.