The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

He had expected her to say this. Everyone had a sense of self-protection, especially an injured woman who was sensitive to the core like a hedgehog. She was only trying to defend herself tightly.

She was putting up a tough act in front of him. She didn’t want him to see her fragile side.

He wanted to protect her. No woman had ever made him have such a strong urge to protect before. He liked her claws out, but he hated the sadness at the bottom of her eyes.

“Okay. I understand. I will not let you be wronged again.”

He didn’t want to say much. She might not believe it anyway. Action was the best explanation for her. People who didn’t know her might think that she was evil and poisonous, but he knew it well that it was merely an act of protection when she was helpless.

Chloe Malan didn’t respond much.

She had long understood that she couldn’t listen to promises nor have high hopes. Although she was moved, but she could never have the courage to submit herself and her whole life to him like moth to light.

A man might not be reliable, she could only rely on herself. She had precautions for her new relationship.

shouldn’t let others love you more than you love yourself to avoid getting hurt. However, she didn’t want to calculate who loved more and who loved less. She only knew that she wouldn’t give love her one hundred percent. She wanted to keep a part of it for herself.

take notes so that you won’t have any excuses that

but he actually stood up and grabbed a pen and paper like a good

“Go on. I’ll write it down, sign it, and put it

not. His eyes were serious. She wanted to scold him, but her words were stuck in her mouth.

I value loyalty. I don’t care how many women you have dated before, but as long as you have me, you can only have me. If there is any other woman in our relationship, I’m sorry, either

Aoba Hoyle stopped writing and smiled at her, “You little fish. If I happen to catch you, I won’t let you have the chance to leave

he had dated many women before, but no

entertainment industry and thought that they were dirty, but I’m sorry,

me.” he loved to

see it, but he

nothing vulgar. He loved to paint as well. So what? He

you every day like a servant. Don’t

thought that she didn’t hold grudge and that she didn’t deliberately make his food terrible or iron his clothes wrinkled when she took care of him back then. That time, he thought that if he ever married, he would marry a

that day, but

had to endure it. She might be gentle once in a while. No one asked