The Innocent Wife of Scheming President novel Chapter 38

The car stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

"Mr. Hoyle, here we are." Dave turned back and told him, but Alan did not respond, as if he had really slept.

Olive pulled his sleeve with her fingers.

His palm slid down from his leg, pressing her fingers on the chair, and the closed eyes opened.

Olive felt like an electric shock and quickly pulled out her fingers. She could the hot temperature in his palm and it seemed to scorch her heart.

The heating in the car didn’t turn on, but Olive felt that she was beginning to sweat slightly, while Alan got off the car as if nothing had happened.

Dave has already booked the house. She could see the sea view from her room. The sparks and lights outside the window flashed, which were chaotic and beautiful, just like her mood at the moment.

Alan lived on the same floor with her. The waiter delivered the dinner to the room alone.

She looked at the closed door. "Did the gentleman in room 1307 eat?"

"Mr. Hoyle is resting. He said that he would call when necessary. This is the dinner Mr. Hoyle ordered for you. I hope you have a pleasant meal." The waiter answered professionally and smiled appropriately.

Closing the door, Olive sat on the balcony and ate all the food. He specially ordered for he. Such an opportunity may not have in the future. It could not be wasted.

Waiting for the waiter to clear the dishes and go out, Olive took a bath, wrapped in Hotel pajamas, and stood on the balcony to see the scenery. Winter in Sanya was really warm.

When the sea breeze brushed her face, it smelled salty and wet. In the distance, there were bright fireworks, which seemed to be celebrating something.

Looking over her shoulder, she leaned out and saw the darkness on the balcony next door. There was no light in his room. He was probably asleep.

He did not rest for hours on the plane.

She actually slept with a magazine in her hand. When she woke up, she found her head was on his shoulder. He didn't push her away and let her lean so close and he worked with one hand.

At that moment, in addition to embarrassment, it was more of an unspeakable feeling. For a long time afterwards, she dared not look at his face, especially his eyes which had fatal attraction.

She was uneasy. Or she maybe sleep for a few hours on the plane. She was refreshed and sleepless. She changed her clothes, took her room card, took her wallet and mobile phone out of the room.

The carpet in the corridor was so thick that she stepped on it and her feet were covered. There was an illusion of vanity. Someone came out of the room in front of her, and Olive was stunned for a while, "Assistant Harrod?"

Dave turned around and was slightly surprised. "Is Assistant Steele still awake?"