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...

is your

When Aoba called Chloe again, she directly shut down her phone to respond

a hard work to break the

his back to her deliberately. No hug and no words, Olive was going to be driven crazy. She then entangled him like a koala. However, Alan moved aside a little to avoid her touching. Seeing this, Olive moved, too, to shorten the distance. Until there was no

out of his expectation, the little woman followed his behind and rolled down, which shocked him. Subconsciously,

hurts..." She

me where you hurt!"

ate too much...."

Alan's hand, which was at her belly,

wiped the tears that were not existed.

is making a scene now?" He thought. But it

can cry

pounced on him, "Alan Hoyle,

A smile appeared on his face.

you!!" After this, she

hurt, Alan was helpless yet warm. He poked at her forehead, and said,

your personal lessons, my dear husband."

grades? Your performance is far beyond my expectation!" Alan said with a spoiling

Olive chuckled. But then she frowned and covered her belly with