The Innocent Wife of Scheming President novel Chapter 381

The scene was familiar in Olive Steele’s eyes. If Ophelia Meyer was to rob her man, would she at least make an effort?

Did she think that her lame trick will make Olive Steele insecure?

There was an old saying; never suspect a man you use, never use a man you suspect. She used to doubt if she could end up with him, but now she was certain that he would never cheat on her. Ophelia Meyer’s little trick was nothing to her.

There was a big tree ahead. She walked over, crossed her arms, and leaned on the tree. She enjoyed the performance with a smile.

Ophelia Meyer was obviously angry with her calm and even playful expression. She had started the trick, but didn’t know how to continue.

Although Alan Hoyle didn’t push her away, he was obviously disgusted. His arms were hanging down. He didn’t even bother to touch her body. Instead, he said two words only, “Let go.”

“Alan, I’m not feeling well. Carry me inside, will you? I promise I won’t do anything funny.” she begged in a low voice while showing pain and pity. She was upset that she couldn’t made her way into his heart for his heart belonged to the one and only woman, Olive Steele.

She was in a poor health since she was a child. In the past, she would always use this trick, but at this time, he just made a phone call, “Send a doctor to Yinghua Road to check on Miss Meyer.”

Olive Steele cracked a laughter, “Babe, she doesn’t need a doctor. She needs your heart.”

Alan Hoyle’s cold eyes softened, “Do you want me to give it to her?”

Olive Steele touched her chin like she was thinking, “If you give it to her, I’ll be gone. I’m not very generous. What do you say? I’ll give you a freedom to make your own decision.”

“Even if I abandon the world, I cannot abandon you.” Alan Hoyle laughed.

They completely ignored Ophelia Meyer’s existence. She trembled with anger pointing to Olive Steele while gritting her teeth, “Olive, don’t be so cocky.”

Olive Steele took Alan Hoyle’s hand with a smile, “I’ve never been. Thank you for letting go of my husband. I see you’re in a good health now. You don’t look like someone with chest pain at all.”

“You—” she never knew that this bitch had sharpened her tongue. She was so different.

Olive Steele smiled, “Well, thank you for your performance, Miss Meyer. I enjoyed it, but I’m hungry now. I’m afraid I cannot stay to chat with you here. But, since you are in Luo City, I’m sure we’ll meet again. Goodbye.”

Silence.

The doctor arrived and came to check on Ophelia Meyer, “Miss, is something wrong?”

“I don’t know. You tell me!” Ophelia Meyer growled.

She watched them leaving intimately. They were holding hands, tightly.

In her memory, he never held her hand like this. In public, she would always take the initiative to hold his hands. He never grabbed her hand first. It turned out that she was never in his heart even though she knew him more than ten years earlier than Olive Steele.

In the restaurant, Alan Hoyle carefully watched Olive Steele’s face. She was fine just now, but now, she rested her face on her hand and looked out of the window ignoring him.