The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

In order not to affect the normal business hour of the bar, they decorated the place first and tore the partition wall down later. There was also a slight change in the pattern.

Chloe Malan’s new song successfully captured the heart of the guests. Some of them even approached her and asked which song it was. She said that she and her partner wrote it.

Colbert smiled and said, “Sister Chloe, you and Brother Summer make a cute couple.”

This made Aoba Hoyle unhappy. She wrote some songs. What was so special about it? He could paint.

There were only a few painters like him in the country, but there were a lot of people who could write bad songs like she did. What’s the big deal?

He hated to admit that when Chloe Malan was singing on the stage looking fierce, the mysterious aura she gave off captivated him. His heart skipped a beat.

Chloe Malan, these past two days, no one knew whether it was Alan Hoyle’s words who got under her nerve or that Olive Steele woke her up, she no longer persistently approached Aoba Hoyle. Her attitude was now cold and distant. She didn’t care much about him. Wherever she wanted to go, he would drive his car toward her. Chloe Malan wouldn’t refuse. She even regarded him as a full time driver.

This kind of person was called masochist. The more he was abused, he happier he would be. He would be uncomfortable if he was not abused. Aoba Hoyle belonged to this category.

Therefore, he sought comfort in constant abuse and lived happily with it. He paid more attention this way. Soon she came to power, he would come banging with a bouquet of roses.

“You’re so unbearably vulgar.” was how she responded.

layman and had no intention of using his identity as an artist to cover it. He felt that he should always

he had an epiphany and sent her to the bar, but didn’t follow her in.

Malan thought that the man finally gave up. She breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she felt loss. She was a little distracted when she sang on the

her flaw, but Summer was sharp.

In the backstage room, Colbert

anything expect that her

your escort come today? Did you send him away?”

knocked it on him, “Why can’t you speak nicely? You know I

Alan Hoyle asked her this

her every day. He would follow her around, but now that he left, she

how habit was

afraid that she didn’t have the courage to, especially with his background. It only made her step away.

was depressed, “I’m going out for

night, she wore very little. She didn’t feel cold in the bar wearing her

a deep voice behind her.

startled, “Are you a ghost or something?”

in this world, probably one

“You’re a ghost.”