The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

After getting along with Chloe for a while, she found Chloe was neither hostile nor friendly. She was always quiet, watching them like an outsider.

However, she knew years later Chloe was just judging who she supported. If she supported her mother, Chloe would drive her out at anytime. What was more, Chloe even prepared the broom and it was just placed behind the door.

What a tough woman!

Aoba sat up suddenly. He cried out, “That woman downstairs? Come on, she has her name---Chloe Malan. And someday, she will have my surname!”

“Why do you like her? Cuz she is pretty?” In the point of Ada, Chloe was pretty, but she was not as excellent as Olive.

Rolling his eyes, Aoba said, “I have seen much who are prettier than her, okay?”

“Then why do you like her?” Ada asked again, curiously.

"Do you need a reason to like someone?" Asked Aoba Hoyle.

At the beginning, he couldn’t bear to see her suffer and wanted to protect her. Later, he became more attracted to her. Even if she had a bad temper, he felt she was adorable. Sometimes he doubted whether he had the tendency of being abused.

The more she abused him, the more happy he was. If she ignored him, he would be completely depressed, as if being abandoned by the whole world.

"Well, forget it." Unable to get the answer she wanted, Ada Hoyle got up lightly and said, "I'm gonna sleep, stop screaming and shut up! I was nearly scared to death just now!”

hotel suite now, but not in this 80 square meters apartment. I have to remind you that I will sleepwalk at night. Be careful, I'll walk to your bed, and... squeeze your throat..." Aoba Hoyle spoke and made horrible expressions

I don't think you would come to my room. The door of downstairs is your first choice." Ada turned around at the bedroom door, chuckled, and slammed

Chloe again, she directly shut down her phone to respond

Olive's bedroom, Olive had done a hard work to break the silence between Alan

this, Olive moved, too, to shorten the distance. Until there was no place for Alan to move, he decided

his behind and rolled down,

She cried out.

Tell me where

"My stomach. I ate too much...."

kidding at me?" Alan's hand, which was at her

wiped the tears that were not existed. "I will

a scene now?" He thought. But it was funny.

can cry now."

pounced on him, "Alan Hoyle,

I don't?" A smile appeared on his

you!!" After this, she

Alan was helpless yet warm. He poked at her forehead, and said, "You wicked

to your personal lessons, my

Should I give you a bonus for your good grades? Your performance is far beyond my expectation!" Alan said with a spoiling tone.

course, my dear teacher. Also a bonus for yourself." Olive chuckled. But then she frowned and covered her belly with her hand, "Honey, my stomach does hurt a