The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

"I won't want to do the curse with my health, right?" Norton smiled as if he didn't care about his illness.

But how could Olive not feel that he was so anxious that he entrusted such a private matter to others?

"You asked me to go to Jinjiang on your behalf; you told me that your wife was hospitalized and needed care. It was you, you were in the hospital, right?"

Norton Geve did not deny it, "My wife did stay in the hospital for two days because of old weakness."

"Then, does she know you have cancer?"

"I haven't told her yet, keep it secret. I'm afraid she will feel sad. Fortunately, God also gave me a little time to arrange these things." Norton Geve sighed.

The atmosphere was so heavy, and Olive didn't know how she came back to the office later. Although Norton Geve wasn't her family member, they knew each other for some time, not to mention that Norton Geve had helped her before.

The busy work in the afternoon made her think about nothing more. Olive turned like a gyro. Until Alan's call to her, her tight body leaned on the chair, she rubbed her temples, and the soft voice came from the other side.

When he came in the morning, Alan had already planned to let Olive called his future parents-in-law, saying that she would take Annie home in the afternoon.

you

the hotel's door, just waiting for you

minutes for me."

Olive was trapped by some things again; she was late for more than half an hour before coming out.

car door. It was about the sunset; the sunshine dragged out a long shadow. His handsome face was with Ambilight, like a cigarette plated, burning at

woman approaching him from far, seeming to ask for Alan's contact information, but he was

When the woman left unwillingly, Olive came to him and smiled, "Mr. Hoyle, you are good luck in adventures with women."

her hand and printed a kiss on the back of her hand, "Mrs. Hoyle, my good luck is only for you."

this weather, there were already signs of warming up, but Olive shuddered violently and hurried into the car, lest he spoke something disgusting more.

street, looking at the city passing by the window,

hair. "What's wrong? It seems a bit sullen.

how can

smart; just after she had spoken, he knew who she was referring to, "Isn't there an old saying that dying is as natural as living? Norton Geve doesn't worry about that, what are

just words of comfort, and Olive asked again, "Can you get his daughter back for him?"

dying older man. In her view, it was a matter of