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.”

at her, “How dare you talk about me

Steele sighed. It seemed that this family couldn’t last

don’t you see? I’m not talking to you.” Ada Hoyle

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

sharp-eyes, “A true gentleman uses his tongue, not his hands.”

a gentleman!” Mrs. Hoyle was

daughter quarrelling. It was actually a good thing to bicker

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

had fallen. She probably thought of a way not to let her family became vulnerable. Olive Steele understood that, but the old lady

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

know you have eaten salt more than we eat

Mrs. Hoyle sat down and gently stirred the porridge with white porcelain spoon. It was fragrant and faintly visible that lotus seed and orange peel were added in it. However, she said strangely, “How dare I object on your cooking? You have

“Annie, do you think grandma is an old woman?”

with me, of course, grandma is a little older because she is two generations older than me. However, it’s too early to call her an

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

smile more. You look good when you smile. The wrinkles on the corner of your eyes also look good when you smile. I think you must be very pretty when you were young and people loves pretty things.”

dining table was

Aoba Hoyle choked on his porridge. He covered his mouth and was busy looking for paper towels. He felt that Annie was so funny he

internet. I read a lot of things, but I 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 little girl like me, will she? This

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

child could get along well with the grandparents. But, sometimes, she couldn’t help thinking, if the Meyers weren’t exposed, perhaps, the old lady would be able to

ready to provoke and get on her nerve every single time. It was a long way for

didn’t have her appetite these past few days, but before she realized, she had finished a large bowl of porridge. She even had the urge to eat another bowl. She had to admit that Olive Steele had the talent, but she wouldn’t say it. It was too embarrassing.

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

Hoyle found that she had no resistance

In fact, Mrs. Hoyle had long wanted a grandchildren, but at that time, she didn’t