The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

It seemed that Kent was acting up again.

Olive Steele, who was snuggling in his arms, didn’t want to move an inch, but the knocking sound was way too loud that she had to tidy up her messy clothes before opening the door.

Two waiters were standing by the door. They came in pushing the cart and said politely, “This is the meal Mr. Bai arrange for two.”

At the same time, the phone in the room rang. Alan Hoyle picked it up, and Kent’s voice came, “Candlelight dinner with a beautiful woman in your lap. Hoyle, I hope you have a wonderful night.”

The waiters were professional. They soon arranged candlelight dinner near the French style window, “Enjoy your meal.” they said before they left.

Olive Steele was halfway through the meal in the previous cocktail party when that person surnamed Qin ruined her appetite. She didn’t finish her dinner.

The meal on the table looked appetizing. Her mouth drooled just by looking at it.

Alan Hoyle laughed and asked, “Are you hungry?”

She touched her belly, “A bit.”

should eat more. You’re really thin. You should gain some weight.”

thin?” she thought that

“Every part of your body is

a man and a lover was different. If she was a stranger, her being fat or thin had nothing

If she happened to eat more, she wouldn’t gain weight. If she happened to eat less, she didn’t lose that much weight. In recent

said that she looked like she gained weight because she wore too many clothes during wintertime.

She didn’t spend her time thinking about it either. Women were suckers for beauty, but she was mostly focused on running around for life. But, she could never mention her suffering to the man in front of her.

tough life didn’t escape Alan Hoyle’s mind. He had investigated her past life clearly. Her shoulders were so thin from carrying too much pressure. His heart

sparkling winemaking tiny

to say that pick up line?”

“Who else told you that?”

this many times.

that pick up line to only you.” he stroked her hair gently. This woman took to many of his first times. He was willing to give everything to

and the mellow taste spread all over her mouth. She looked up at the bottle. The information was written in a foreign language she didn’t

that she already chugged the wine in her glass. He couldn’t help smiling, “You’re drinking wine. You should

spat wittily, “I can’t help it. I can’t control my mouth. I want to drink a

of wine, “This wine is strong. You can easily get drunk from it. You