The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

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Having cleaned the dishes, Olive Steele was mopping the floor, when Alan Hoyle walked into the kitchen. She turned around suddenly and bumped Alan who then grunted as if in pain and held his hands against his stomach.

Olive Steele saw that he didn't look right and dropped the mop quickly, "Are you hurt?"

While his entire body leaned over to her, which made Olive more anxious, "Where did you hurt?"

She was going to lift his clothes as she said.

Alan Hoyle, however, grabbed her and laughed lowly in her ear, "I’m just kidding."

Even though the stick hit him just now, he could not let himself get hurt. It warmed his heart to see her tense for him.

Olive Steele swung a fist at his chest, "Grow up, you."

"Girl." Alan suddenly sighed long and hard, "Only when I'm holding you that I don't feel like I'm dreaming."

"Ah..." Olive Steele's nose sore, hugged him back, and they snuggled together in silence until there was a noise from the living room before they walked out of the kitchen together.

then with red eyes and gnashing teeth, she yelled, " Alan Hoyle, I

just happened to come out of the bedroom. She looked puzzled at the bizarre

this, Chloe eased up a bit, "Nothing, it’s fine."

Hoyle a hard stare and limped back

mother shook her head, “This kid has been like a powder keg recently."

bumped Alan Hoyle with her elbow, "Did you say something to her?"

a little so I don't regret it until

"Well, don’t mess things up,"

worry, honey, I won’t."

around the house and said, "I'm heading to your old

seemed a little empty when this just the two of them staying in the living room. Olive Steele stretched and sat down on the couch,

Alan Hoyle sat down next to her and

"Yeah, I’m an old lady now, Alan." She said in

recent months, the car changed her fitness.

or raining, she never took a taxi when could take a bus, and never took a bus when she could walk.

belly, "Nonsense, you’re

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