The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

The night of Luo City was shining with neon lights, and a good dinner ended up unhappy.

Annie followed Aoba and Chloe back home. Olive had wanted to go home too, but was taken back to the hospital by Alan.

As soon as they returned to the ward, Norton approached the door and teased them the moment they entered, “Do the young couple go on a date?”

Alan calmly said, “Otherwise?”

Stella asked, “Where’s Mrs. Geve? She doesn’t guard you?”

“She goes out to buy things. Girl, do you have plan already?”

Olive knew the old man had come for this matter. She had asked whether Mrs. Geve was nearby was actually to want to talk about this.

She told him about the idea she summed up with Chloe, and the old man chimed in easily.

Olive said, “Then I’ll ask Chloe to come over at around nine o’clock tomorrow morning to talk to you about the matter in detail. Just tell her how you want to shoot.”

“At that time, we need to distract Lory first. I can’t finish the story between me and Lory in a short time. I also want to be the person for the shooting process. All these have to find a chance to get away from my wife’s sight. This is difficult. She has never left me out of sight recently.” Norton stroked his own head, feeling awkward. Ever since he was hospitalized, his wife had been taking care of him almost all the time.

“You can leave that to me,” Alan who had been listening at the side suddenly said.

“What do you plan?” Olive asked curiously.

“I have something up my sleeve,” Alan acted mysteriously.

“Revolting.” Olive slapped him on his shoulder. Since he had a plan, she didn’t bother to ask specifically. “But Uncle Norton, I think the shooting needs to be discussed. If the doctor doesn’t allow it, I don’t recommend you to do so.”

“Don’t worry. I’ve asked the doctor. The doctor said to observe for another week. If my condition continues to be maintained good like this, I can leave the hospital and rest at home. I’ll be fine with eating my medicines in time and go back to the hospital for regular checkups. An old man like me doesn’t know how more years I get to live,” Norton said cheerfully.

People said if you were happy, you would have a fit body. But actually, you can get a disease by being happy too.

After she sent away the old man and closed the door, she turned around and found Alan holding a phone at her.

“Honey, make a good pose.”

Olive bared her fangs and brandished her claws as she toppled over him, pushing him onto the bed. “I don’t look good if I don’t pose?”

“Beautiful. My wife is the most beautiful woman.”

“What a sweet lips.” Her heart also felt sweet.

Actually, for a man to do things like him was really enough. She used to hear women complain about their husbands or boyfriends, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law that they always favored their mother. In a big fight, it made women feel that they were just outsiders even if they were married.

But this family of hers never made her feel uneasy. If there was, the only worry was would his mother hate her even more when he always protected her like this.

The little head which was lying on his chest suddenly fell silent. Alan looked down at her, “Sweetie, what’s wrong?”

I look at you guys, let alone your mother. Apologize to your

my wife is. It’s really my mother’s loss for not

go or not?!” she acted cutely.

not go?”

“No.” She raised her head and glared

I’ll listen to you.” Alan chuckled, looking somewhat helpless. “There’s no woman like you who pushes

who needs to be solved, not knotted. So you have to be responsible for opening this

couldn’t argue with her. He lowered his head and

to find such

slowly turned around in his arms. Although her left arm had gotten better, it was still painful.

up. She adjusted the angle and took a few pictures, then brought it

“How’s my skill?”

word after looked at them,

few shots.” Olive didn’t accept it. It was obvious the pictures were

phone and took a few pictures continuously, not forgetting to tease her face.

After she saw the results, she said, “This is uglier.”

big that

and couldn’t sleep. Firstly, he was afraid that tonight’s matter would make the woman downstairs

still couldn’t get himself meet with the God of

hair hard, he took out his phone from under the pillow. The faint blue light illuminated his face in the

to send her a message, “Are you asleep?”

a response for a long time. When he thought she was already asleep,

woman downstairs

“I miss you!”

“Crazy!”

stuck by his sis-in-law every day, so why hadn’t she been infected with a bit of tenderness?

a woman like her, who could smash his head, be gentle?

bed to pour a glass water, then returned to his bed. His fingers moved

you. Wait. The ambulance will arrive soon and give you a rabies

win from this woman and she scolded him all the way. It wasn’t surprising that Ophelia was

was downstairs, thinking of the sour man’s sour expression upstairs and she was happy. The kid

she thought he had to be tactful. She put her phone on the table next to her bed,

followed where the sound came from. She squinted her eyes and put it against her ear, “What are you

silently said, “Chloe, why the ambulance you called hasn’t

Hoyle, is

itches. I want you to scratch it to stop the itchy.”

you let me sleep?”

“I can’t sleep.”

the hospital at nine tomorrow to meet Mr. Geve. She was very interested in the old couple’s love story. Sometimes, she needed to look at others’ perfect love to convince herself that there was such

she thought that to help a dying person fulfill a

Aoba said in a matter-of-factly. “I

miss me.”

can’t.”