The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Out of the mall, Olive Steele sighed, “Mr. Hoyle, I follow you and now I become a celebrity.”

The shop assistant hoped to get a little luck from them for she was about to confess her feelings to a man she loved in her 20th birthday.

Olive Steele was happy to sign her name for the girl.

When they left, the girl sent them off and said piously, “Mr. and Hrs. Hoyle, I hope you two can be happy until the end.”

Her earnest look made Olive Steele felt embarrassed.

Inside the car, she looked at Alan Hoyle and said, “Mr. Hoyle, something is not sitting right with me.”

“Hm?”

“If we happen to part ways, I think we’re going to break so many hearts.”

His Microblog was very popular now. He didn’t update often, but number of fans was still rising. Comments and reposts were everywhere on the internet.

Perhaps, in everyone’s eyes, their story was fairytale.

Alan Hoyle reached out and stroked her forehead, “Look at you. What are you thinking? Don’t even think about it, okay?”

From the moment he caught feelings toward her, he never wanted to let go.

Even if their relationship was not blessed by his mother, even if he had to pay the price, he still submitted himself to her and loved her wholeheartedly. It was because he didn’t want to wrong her anymore nor to let his own daughter lived without a father.

Olive Steele giggled, “If one day, I happen to hurt you, do you think your fans will throw rotten eggs at me? Should I prepare a helmet now?”

“Even if you hurt me, if you can sit still and hold your title as Mrs. Hoyle, it’s all fine with me.”

He was so good to her, why would

Alan Hoyle hummed and took her to

Steele looked at the magnificent decoration and exquisite glass counter, “You’re

tie you so that you won’t run away.”

didn’t seem to

at the collection and immediately the manager came and greeted

“Is it ready?” Alan Hoyle asked.

your wife can wait. I’ll pick it up right away.” the manager led them

being so mysterious? What are you buying?” Olive Steele’s curiosity was

“I said I was buying a chain to lock you

buy it.” Olive Steele thought that

it, just

manager came in with a delicate box and smiled, “Mrs. Hoyle, you should be the happiest woman in the world. Mr. Hoyle loves you so much that he orders a jewelry designed for you

chain, indeed, beautiful with crescent shaped pendants and purple agates. There was a small lock with a key

you like it?” Alan Hoyle asked.

with rich men spending money on women couldn’t help looking envious this time. Olive Steele was indeed

a chain for me? Am I supposed to wear this on my neck or my foot? It’s too small. I don’t think it fits my neck.” Olive Steele was admiring the chain before her eyes. She loved it. Of course she did. How could she hate something specially design for herself? She couldn’t

said, “Mrs. Hoyle, you’re wrong. This is an anklet made of special material. It is light and thin, but you won’t need the key to unlock it. You can try

that so?” Olive Steele suspected that the manager was only saying gimmick,

won’t.”

will lock you up for

Steele bit her lips and pulled the anklet, but it wouldn’t stretched. It only made her

stroked her head. He took the anklet and opened it with a key. After that, he crouched down and put it on

smiled, “It’s beautiful. It suited

help standing up and tried walking with

said

Hoyle’s eyes toward his wife. Well,