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.”

“Of course.” Olive Steele smiled.

child. Now, there were just too many spoiled children out there. Annie was her little princess, but Olive Steele wouldn’t let Annie develop a princess syndrome.

Annie brushed her teeth and Olive Steele gave her a bath. After

to sleep now? I want you to sleep with

“Annie, you can sleep first.

“Okay.” The little girl drilled into the sheet. Her eyes glistened.

the time Olive Steele came out of the bathroom, Annie had fallen asleep. There was a little smile on her face as if she had a good

bedside. She took her phone and sent a message to Alan Hoyle,

someone cared about you caused it. Originally, he felt that the villa was empty and lifeless, but

a child to roam around the room, the atmosphere would be

a person who liked to send messages. It felt that it was as 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 dumplings for him. She knew that he hadn’t ate his dinner.

said, “The dumplings made by my mother are really delicious. The skin is thin, but the stuffing is full.

Alan Hoyle drooled. He wondered when he could taste the dumpling made by

Olive Steele didn’t know when she fell asleep. The next time she woke up, Annie’s hands were cupping her. The little girl was very playful in the morning.

what time

beside the bed. Annie had learned how to read a

But, she didn’t answer her. She continued cupping