The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

At Mrs. Hoyle’s age, even though she slept late, her biological clock would still wake her up on time. She couldn’t sleep in and decided to get up.

She reached out and touched the other side of the bed. It’s cold. When she opened her eyes, Annie wasn’t there.

In the cracks of slightly opened window, she could hear faintly a laughter from the garden. She pulled up the curtains and noticed the east part of the sky was bright. The summer sun had rose. The little girl was playing boxing with her father. She was throwing one punch after another.

Like father like daughter. Even since she fell in love with her granddaughter she once disliked, she noticed that she grew more and more like her father when he was young. She was lively and daring.

She watched them playing happily. She had been standing by the window for half an hour without realizing it. It was not until the duo of father and daughter ran back inside covered with sweat did the old lady changed her clothes and went downstairs.

At this time, Olive Steele prepared a delicious breakfast. She cooked a pot of healthy porridge which was suitable for the stomach of elderly. She also fried ham and eggs, baked bread and toast, and made several appetizers. She tried to cover everyone’s liking.

“Good morning, Mrs. Hoyle.” Olive Steele saw the old lady and smiled. This was a new day and it had to be started with a new gesture. She always believed that smiling was the best weapon to resolve grievances and embarrassment.

Mrs. Hoyle stared at her flatly, but she was surprised, “Did you do it all?”

She nodded, “Have a taste.”

Annie took a shower, took Alan Hoyle’s hand, and came over, “The food cooked by mom is always delicious. Grandma, you have to taste it.”

The food indeed looked good. At first glance, it was appetizing, but Mrs. Hoyle was still sarcastic, “She is your mother. Of course, you will speak highly of her.”

“Uncle Cui Yongyuan said that people should tell the truth. I’m just telling you the truth.”

she patted her chest and said, “Since I cannot convince Grandma, you can tell by yourself after you have a taste.”

Ada Hoyle got up the latest. She came downstairs with pajamas and slippers, “Annie, don’t sweat it. Even if it’s delicious, your grandma will say that it isn’t.”

her, “How dare you

this family couldn’t last a day without a fight.

see? I’m not talking to

fight, aren’t you?” Mrs. Hoyle felt like slapping

was sharp-eyes, “A true gentleman uses

not a gentleman!” Mrs. Hoyle was ready for

daughter quarrelling. It was actually

Hoyle told her once that since after her father died, Mrs. Hoyle had grown nothing but serious. She wasn’t kind, harmonious, or even charming.

to let her family became vulnerable. Olive Steele understood that, but the old lady forgot that a bond between mother and

warmth for years and now, Annie and she might try to bring it back. Olive Steele couldn’t help smiling, “Enjoy your breakfast.”

bowl of porridge for the old lady, “Mrs. Hoyle, I know you have eaten salt more than we eat rice. I don’t know if this porridge suits your liking. If

fragrant and faintly visible that lotus seed and orange peel were added in it. However, she said

winked at Annie, “Annie, do you think grandma is an old

two generations older than me. However, it’s too early to call her an old woman. She

Annie’s words made Mrs. Hoyle happy, “You have a sweet mouth. I’m going to look like

good when you smile. The wrinkles on the corner of your

dining table

He felt that Annie was

feel this one suits grandma the best. Otherwise, grandma can’t give birth to my handsome father, can she? Without a handsome father, my mother won’t give birth to a beautiful

but she successfully diverted the old lady’s eyes from provoking Olive Steele, “How do you

Olive Steele hoped that her child could get along well with the grandparents. But, sometimes, she couldn’t help thinking, if

provoke and get on her nerve every

large bowl of porridge. She even had the urge to eat another bowl. She had to admit that Olive Steele had the

she can for them such as serving tea, pouring water, and choosing vegetables. The little girl

long or something, but after only three days, Mrs. Hoyle found that she had no resistance to this sweet and immature voice of

at that time, she didn’t consider this child nor her mother as