The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Chapter 219 Don’t Be Vulgar!

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.

to curse at him, but she feared that he would only get worse. So, she could only

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

you going to tell your father?” Alan Hoyle asked.

and out of her house

“I just got home. Give me more time.”

He wondered when she was going to tell

“I’ll give you three days. Is that enough?” he had to push her

joked around, “Three days? You’re too impatient. You know I can’t. What’s the rush?”

to know how your parents react

was easy to marry her, but it was not easy

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

has a good temper, but when he is mad, it’s fatal.”

I won’t talk ad fight back. I promise your father that his daughter will be happy to marry me. Why

pursed her lips mockingly, “You don’t know how to be modest, do you?”

modest is the same with being artificial. I’m just being

on. The more you talk, the thicker your face

He laughed. He bowed his head and pecked her lips, “After your father agrees, let’s get a marriage certificate.”

wait any longer. For him, a long delay meant trouble.

met you yet. Isn’t it too early to say that?” Alan Hoyle

or five years. Now, it won’t be awkward if I meet them formally. Even, perhaps,

and dad should give you red envelope now.”

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