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.

Olive Steele started to throw hands at him. She wanted to curse at him, but she feared that he would only get worse. So,

inside the car. He leaned against

tell your father?” Alan Hoyle asked.

He was running out of patience. He wanted to go in and out of her house like a normal person. He wanted to hold her hand without

“I just got home. Give me more

she was going to tell her

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

too impatient. You know I can’t. What’s

I need to know how your parents react so that

her, but it was not

opposed the marriage, he still hoped to get blessings from both her parents. He didn’t want to embarrass her.

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

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

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

“Nowadays, being modest is the same with being artificial.

talk, the thicker your

lips, “After your father agrees, let’s get a marriage certificate.”

longer. For

“They haven’t even met you yet. Isn’t it too early to say that?” Alan Hoyle was full of confidence. He could easily call her

four or five years. Now, it won’t be awkward if I meet

“So, my mom and dad should