The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Chapter 150: It Didn't Mean He's in Love with Her

As a result, it was him who got the coins. She clapped her hands and said everything would be all better next year.

In fact, he knew that she was comforting him. The dumplings wrapped with coins must have been marked beforehand and then were put in his bowl. The little girl had many wicked ideas, but he felt warm in his heart.

That New Year's Eve, although invisible, he remembered it all his life.

Alan looked over at Ophelia's drooping eyelids, tilted the corners of his mouth coldly, and took her hand. "Go back to your room, it's cold outside."

"Well, good." She seemed a little sleepy. His palm was very warm. She would hold it tightly for a lifetime, and would never let it be snatched by other women.

When he got into the room, he released her hand. "I'm going to take a bath."

Ophelia rolled into the quilt, with a blush on her face. There was his refreshing breath in the quilt. There was a short hair on the pillow. She took a pillow and held it in her arms. Her heart plumped and jumped happily.

The sound of water dropping came from the bathroom, which was like the spring in the mountain. His tall body reflected a faint shadow on the frosted glass. This man, who would belong to her tonight, would belong to her thoroughly. Olive, if you continue to snatch with me, you would only humiliate yourself. The ultimate winner was me.

woman in bed had fallen asleep. there was a happy smile

her wine. She could play tricks. He could do it, too, and it was more perfect than her.

familiar face suddenly made him feel strange, Ophelia, you must keep a

dressing neatly, was sitting beside the bed and smiling at her. "Good morning! I didn't expect that you wake up so early. I thought you were going to sleep a

she had fallen asleep while waiting for him. How could she fall asleep with

upset for a while, but vaguely

Alan's change was a good thing for her, but changing too fast finally made her

men and women who united were because of love, especially in their circle, love is a cheap commodity. There were many

compassion for her years of waiting, or, after years of disappointment, his heart was dead. Either way, she couldn't be reconciled. She always felt that what she lacked was the opportunity he gave her. Now that the opportunity came, it was impossible for her to let it go. She would grasp it tightly, even if nothing happened last night.

through his hands. The wineglass and wine were chosen by herself. There could be no problem. She must have been too tired yesterday. She comforted herself. When

could Alan not be clear about Ophelia's doubts? He was not afraid of her to think deeply that this woman was too anxious to marry with him. Even if she had eaten a dumb loss, it would be buried in her heart and would not

thought that she would not be a bad woman except for the indulgence and capriciousness before. But now,

was asked to do something for her, he was unwilling. This assistant, who did not like to speak ill of others behind their backs, did a disservice to Ophelia and said she was very fictitious.

he just laughed and didn’t think much about it

think about it. Maybe he missed some important

whirling gently reminded him that it was time to go downstairs. Seeing her huddled in the quilt, he smiled softly and said, "Well, It’s time to get up. Go and make breakfast

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