The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Olive Steele walked all the way downstairs and saw Alan Hoyle’s car parked there quietly. The dim yellow street lamp lit the car body making it looked like a worn-out sculpture.

The spring breeze was chilly during the night, but her heart was warm.

After only a few steps away, she slowed down and stopped three steps away from the car. She quietly watched someone inside the car smoking.

The man’s face was hidden in the darkness and the smoke. She couldn’t see anything, but she could feel his burning eyes.

He got off the car and threw his cigarette away. He pulled her into his arms and whispered, “What should I do? I’m not used to spending the night without you.”

Olive Steele pulled his coat at wrapped it around her waist. The warmth of his body gradually warmed her, “Don’t be too vulgar.”

She admitted that she often spoiled the fun.

He frowned. He took her hand and pushed her into the backseat of the car. He got inside and locked the door. Then, he pinned his body on her.

She was so embarrassed that she wanted to push him away. She never thought that she would make love to him inside a car in her own neighborhood, “Alan, get up.”

“You know what? Now, this is vulgar.”

It was indeed vulgar and dirty.

throw hands at him. She wanted to curse at him, but she feared that he would only get worse. So, she could only complain and give up her struggle.

breath calmed down, they sat quietly inside the car. He leaned against the door and she leaned on his

tell your father?” Alan Hoyle asked.

patience. He wanted to go in and out of her house like a normal person.

got home. Give

was going

you three days. Is that enough?” he had to push her a little bit.

days? You’re too impatient. You

your parents react

Of course, it was easy to marry her, but it was not easy to get blessings from

hoped to get blessings from both her parents. He didn’t want

“What if they don’t agree? My dad has a good temper, but when he is mad, it’s

He said very seriously, “I promise I won’t talk ad fight back. I promise your father that his daughter will be happy to marry me. Why don’t you believe your husband’s

lips mockingly, “You don’t know how to be

modest is the same with being artificial. I’m

“Come on. The more you talk,

bowed his head and pecked her lips, “After your father

wait any longer. For

Alan Hoyle was full

be awkward if I meet them formally. Even,

my mom and dad should give you red envelope