The Innocent Wife of Scheming President novel Chapter 317

"Okay, fine, but you know I had no intention of messing with women in my life, so I have no idea why I fell in love with Xenia Boswell. She was so drunk back then that she wouldn't let go of me. All the hug and cry made me lose control of myself. I’m not stubborn or a so-called gentleman like you, you know that. What’s more, as I said, if I haven’t been a cheeky bastard, Xenia would never allow me to cuddle now and then. Don't even think of touching a finger. I’m telling you, man, for a woman, she can't stand of a man grinding against her, and when it works, she goes soft."

Ivy Aldington didn’t say a word. Maybe Dave had a point, but it seemed too late for him right now, because Alan Hoyle made his move too fast.

"I will never just hand the woman I love to another man like you. Well, of course, we're brothers, so if you had any interest in Xenia, I wouldn't have taken her, but now you don't, so,” Dave Chou shrugged, “don't blame me if I said something wrong, but I just think you're being insufficiently aggressive about this Olive Steele thing. You’ve always been waiting for her to find out how good you are, while next thing you know, bang, her old lover comes back from nowhere. Really, bro, I gotta say, you had it coming!"

Ivy Aldington wasn't angry at being scolded but seemed to feel a little clearer.

Two men both went silent at the moment and that was when Xenia Boswell came back. The conversation between them ended, but the atmosphere still made her feel strange.

“What’s going on?” She asked.

"Nothing." Dave Chou got up, picked up his coat from the back of the chair, and then embraced her, "We’re just talking about some stupid guys. Come on, let’s go and have fun."

Xenia struggled and didn't break free. As a woman, she was no match for Dave Chou who had been a trainer since childhood, while the man sitting still seemed to not see this scene at all. Soon she was being dragged out of the restaurant.

Next to the car, she stomped on him as Dave opened the door, "Get off me."

She poked her heel at the back of his feet, and even though he had thick skin, Dave frowned, "No way. Fighting is kissing and a curse represents love. You’re now kissing me."

"Don’t disgust me, Dave Chou. Yes, we slept, but that was just a one-night thing! Please fuck off." She was annoyed, even though she knew Ivy Aldington couldn't possibly love her back, his lonesome face still caused her pain.