The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

“Scold me. I did you wrong after all. But Chloe Malan, I came here after careful consideration, not in a hot head. Believe me. I have already broken my engagement with Meru Dodd. I can’t lie to her, let alone lie to myself. Chloe Malan, will you give me another chance?” Bruce Lynn pleaded.

A chance?

He had trampled on the chance so long ago and he could never bring it back again.

Never thought that she didn’t know his motive.

“Bruce Lynn, if I’m not Olive Steele’s friend, and if Olive Steele isn’t Alan Hoyle’s woman, do you think you would sit here today and repent? Don’t take me as a fool.”

It was true that businessman valued profits. There were several infatuated kinds like Alan Hoyle in this world. But Bruce Lynn would calculate what benefits there were in marriage. At the beginning, he married her in order to cover up his amorous debts from his parents. Now, he wanted to remarry her because he took a fancy to get along with Alan Hoyle and.

If she still didn’t see through this at all, then she had lived for nothing all these years.

financial slump recently. Alan Hoyle was a big piece of meat. To have a bit connection with him would brought

a great calculation.

old feelings for him anymore. The feelings she

man back then? She

England? Let’s go there. Let’s have a child if you like. I will leave my business to my elder brother and I won’t attend to it anymore. I just want to live with you. I used to be a jerk, but Chloe Malan, I’m serious this time. Let’s start again, okay? Even if

with sincerity, but Chloe Malan only felt fakeness, “Are you done?”

She was too lazy to watch his solo performance. She wasn’t an eighteen-year-old girl that she was able to be coax back with a few sweet words. He could have a change

to

was too familiar with his eyes. When he looked the most sincere, it

to have anything to do with you. We’ve divorced, so let’s go our own path without interfering with each other. I’m a bar singer, I can’t climb the mighty Mr. Lynn or any relationship with you.”

up

and hastily dropped a hundred bill on the table, chasing her. He chased until the side of the road,

“Chloe Malan, can’t we just sit down and

as these busy passers-by on the street as you’re standing in front of me now. Do you have to pester me?” She stared at him coldly.