The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Chapter157 I want to make a deal with you

Ophelia seemed to be clingy to him.She followed him everywhere, like a shadow. It was not until the day before the wedding that Alan sent her back to her parents' home that they finally separated. Xenia thought the opportunity was coming. She followed his car a long way. He seemed to wander aimlessly on the street. At a quiet intersection, she stepped on the gas pedal and rushed to the front of the car to block his car.

Alan was a good driver. He stopped within a centimetre of her car. He was no stranger to her face, and when she got out of the car, the window of his car was opened,"Mrs. Boswell, what do you mean?”

He seemed extremely unhappy, his face was cold like frost.

"I'm looking for you to make a deal." She came straight to the point and didn't want to talk nonsense.

"Not interested in that," Alan said coldly, driving the car backwards.

"What about Olive?"

The car suddenly stopped, quietly parked,black like a cloud with rage.

But her bet was right.

As soon as she got into his car, she rummaged all over.

Alan frowned,"What are you doing?"

bug or something."Xenia played bumb.She didn’t know whether he trusted Ophelia or

you

so bad,but his interest was successfully hoisted by

“Your fiancee was so great.She can even turn your own daughter into a non-blood relation. If she knows that I meet you, she will definitely retaliate against me and pick on

he seized her pretended searching hand.

but iron tongs, and she could not pull her hand out.She was in pain like a broken bone

me!”

the sound of his heartbeat.Is this just every

perpetrated a fraud,before the paternity test

were about the same and came to the same conclusion. He truly believed that the child was not his, but he still couldn't dispel his doubts about Olive.

Dave betray him?

people wrong.But he did

his face which seemed to eat someone. His hand on her wrist was getting tighter. She could even hear

But on the other hand, she couldn't help thinking that Olive wasn't the only one still loved.Then it would be much easier. At

"Your grip almost killed me.How can I

tricks with me."Alan let go of her and found himself overreacting.

wrist where he gripped, and the fingerprints were clearly visible one by one. What a man who didn't know

but the face was getting colder and colder, as if a layer of ten thousand years of ice.

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