The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

If the line was longer, he could spend more time with her.

He really wanted to kidnap her and make her spend the night with him in his villa.

After paying the bill, Alan Hoyle sent her back to the neighborhood. Mrs. Wen had been urging her to come home. They could stay together any longer. They hugged each other and said goodbye.

At home, Mrs. Wen saw her carrying a large bag.

“Why do you buy so much stuff?”

“So that I can spend more time outside and come back now.”

Mrs. Wen didn’t smell something suspicious about her explanation. Annie who was playing chess with her grandfather rushed over to the pile of snacks. Her little hand kept fiddling inside the bag, “Whoa, there is my favorite Dove chocolate.”

Olive Steele taught her to read the word ‘Dove’. She liked to use the stuff around to educate Annie.

“Don’t forget to share with your grandparents. You’re not allowed to eat too much or else, your teeth will decay from the sugar.”

Annie was an obedient child. She shared her chocolate with Mr. and Mrs. Wen. Then, she grabbed another bar of chocolate from the bag and said, “Mommy, I will brush my teeth later so that they won’t decay. Can I take this to school tomorrow? I will share it with Lan Lan and Zhang Xiaoli. They are my best friends. Last time, Zhang Xiaoli gave me her beef jerky and Lan Lan gave me plum.”

course.” Olive

not to spoil Annie since she was a child. Now, there were just too many spoiled

easting her chocolate, Annie brushed her teeth and Olive Steele gave her a bath. After that, she

you going to sleep now? I want you to sleep with me.”

“Annie, you can sleep

into the

of the bathroom, Annie had fallen asleep. There was a little smile on her face as if she had a good dream.

Steele sat on the bedside. She took her phone

about you caused it. Originally,

was a child to roam around the room, the atmosphere

direct as phone calls, but now since he loved spending his time with her, he ate his dumplings in the kitchen while listening to the beep sound of his

picked the dumplings for him. She knew that he hadn’t ate

said, “The dumplings made by my mother are really delicious. The skin

when he could taste the dumpling made by

time she woke up, Annie’s hands were cupping

what time is it?”

the bed. Annie had learned how to read a clock.

she didn’t answer her. She