The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Olive was stimulated by him and cried again, then she nodded seriously, “Okay.”

He loosened her. But cursed those men of his in heart. ‘He asked them to tie her loosely, but they still made her arm swollen.’

Pulling a tissue on the table, he wiped her face gently and coaxed, “Don’t cry, girl. Look, you have become a clown.”

Hearing his words, she cried more fiercely, as if crying out all her grievances in these years. Finally, it became low sobs.

As long as she cried, his heart ached as if going to broke.

He originally wanted to question her before kidnapping her here. However, the moment he met her, he had been beaten by her. He wanted to be serious to her, but he couldn’t. When he heard her curse to Ophelia, the fury in his heart burned him.

She was such a kind girl, what kind of experience could make her curse a people like this!

Xenia had told him about those things, but when Olive said them in person, it still shocked him, which cut his heart into pierces. How strong she was in those years to bear all the suffers.

“They all passed, nobody can bully you in the future and nobody can threaten you. Baby, trust me.” He hugged her and sat on the chair, stroking her back. After a while, he finally made her stop crying, “Wait for me.”

Olive watched him walk out and back with a basin of warm water.

He dried the towel and cleaned her flushed face carefully. After crying, her eyes were red and swollen.

if you continued to cry.”

dislike me?” Olive sobbed.

good to have mood to replied him. Alan smiled lightly, “When

lowered her head and kept silent.

8 o’clock and she suffered a lot just now, so she

her open her heart for him, he had to force her to

five years passed, moreover, she also brought up a cute child

“I have no appetite.”

she have the mood to eat after crying so

to save some energy that you have lost just now.” He held her hands before she refused him and dragged her downstairs.

dark downstairs but he didn’t turn on the light. He leaded her to

the voice of the matchsticks rubbing, two red candles

will spend

busy in this for several hours when she was tied upstairs. The food on the table was all

recovered, which meant loyalty. Then they went to a romantic candlelight dinner and he had to feed the steak piece by

so poor taste. You should ask me

“Yes, I have poor taste. But Alan had a even poorer taste than

the dining room surrounded with roses and the food covered by the cloth, Olive’s eyes became wet.

“Those are all cooked by

have a try.” He gently gestured her.

chair for him, then she sat down, watching him opening the