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.”

“You should eat more. You’re really thin. You

“What do you mean by thin?” she thought that her body

“Every part of your body is so skinny.”

or thin had nothing to do with him. But, she was her woman, and he

body would still be the same no matter how much she ate. If she happened to eat more, she wouldn’t gain weight. If she happened to eat less, she didn’t

said that she looked like she gained weight because she wore too

spend her time thinking about it either. Women were suckers for beauty, but she was mostly focused on running

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 was in pain. He could only blame himself for not finding her earlier and

your skin.” He poured the sparkling winemaking tiny

“Do men love to say that pick up

“Who else told you that?”

I’ve heard this many times. What a lame 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 her with both hands.

the mellow taste spread all over her mouth. She looked up at the bottle. The information

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

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

You can easily get drunk from it.