The Innocent Wife of Scheming President novel Chapter 37

Olive called home at first and asked her mother to pack up some spring and summer clothes for her. Then she came to his designated room.

She always felt that the bedroom was a private place, not a place where outsiders could go in and out freely. But he was so confident to let she touch his things. Has he always been used to it and let the assistant take care of his life?

She opening the wardrobe, there were not many clothes inside. But every clothes was made by hand. The cuffs of shirts were set with delicate gold buttons, engraved with two letters OA, which could be seen faintly.

She has a upset look. It must be the acronym of Ophelia and Alan. Olive couldn't help laughing bitterly. Only she was a fool. She remembered him in her heart for five years. He had already been with a beautiful woman and forgotten her existence.

She stuffed his clothes into the suitcase and, as she was about to close the closet door, her eyelids jumped fiercely. On the right-most hanger, there was a familiar shirt.

The shirt, ironed stiffly and without any wrinkles. Comparing to those of the finely crafted clothes in the superior material, it was so cheap that it could not reach the stage. It hang quietly in the corner, like Cinderella who huddled in the corner at a court ball.

Olive's fingers, touched it trembly.

When it sold at a discount in the mall, she bought this checked shirt for less than 100 dollar and gave it to him as a birthday gift. It was unexpected that he still kept it.

"You seem to be particularly interested in that shirt." Alan, like a ghost, quietly appeared behind her. He looked at her in an inquiry.

Olive's body was slightly stiff, but she soon regained her composure, pulled her lips and turned around with a faint smile. "Seeing an ordinary shirt among a pile of valuable clothes, I am just a little surprised. Mr. Hoyle always seem to cherish it."

"It was given to me by a very important person in my life." Alan looked at her quietly. Her face always covered a mist that could not be distinguished between true and false. When facing him, her tone was so relaxed and natural that it seemed that she was really not the person concerned.

But just now, he clearly saw that she had been preoccupied with the shirt for a long time. Now, she apologized lightly, "I'm sorry. I touched your thing that it shouldn't be touched."

"It's none of your business." He put the dress in his suitcase and seemed to carry it everywhere.

Olive's heart thumped.

Back home, her mother asked, "How come you suddenly have to go on business?"

"It is the company's arrangement. I just received the news, mom. I may be going for several days. During this period, Annie will have to let you and dad take care of her."

"What do you say, you child? We are Annie's grandparents. We should take care of her. When you get there, remember to call back to let us know you are safe. Don't be too tired."

"I see." Olive held her mother in her arms and refused to let her go downstairs because of the cold weather. She went out with her luggage.

Alan opened his briefcase and laptop as soon as he got on the plane. It seemed that he had endless work to do.