The Innocent Wife of Scheming President novel Chapter 395

The night of Luo City was shining with neon lights, and a good dinner ended up unhappy.

Annie followed Aoba and Chloe back home. Olive had wanted to go home too, but was taken back to the hospital by Alan.

As soon as they returned to the ward, Norton approached the door and teased them the moment they entered, “Do the young couple go on a date?”

Alan calmly said, “Otherwise?”

Stella asked, “Where’s Mrs. Geve? She doesn’t guard you?”

“She goes out to buy things. Girl, do you have plan already?”

Olive knew the old man had come for this matter. She had asked whether Mrs. Geve was nearby was actually to want to talk about this.

She told him about the idea she summed up with Chloe, and the old man chimed in easily.

Olive said, “Then I’ll ask Chloe to come over at around nine o’clock tomorrow morning to talk to you about the matter in detail. Just tell her how you want to shoot.”

“At that time, we need to distract Lory first. I can’t finish the story between me and Lory in a short time. I also want to be the person for the shooting process. All these have to find a chance to get away from my wife’s sight. This is difficult. She has never left me out of sight recently.” Norton stroked his own head, feeling awkward. Ever since he was hospitalized, his wife had been taking care of him almost all the time.

“You can leave that to me,” Alan who had been listening at the side suddenly said.

“What do you plan?” Olive asked curiously.

“I have something up my sleeve,” Alan acted mysteriously.

“Revolting.” Olive slapped him on his shoulder. Since he had a plan, she didn’t bother to ask specifically. “But Uncle Norton, I think the shooting needs to be discussed. If the doctor doesn’t allow it, I don’t recommend you to do so.”

“Don’t worry. I’ve asked the doctor. The doctor said to observe for another week. If my condition continues to be maintained good like this, I can leave the hospital and rest at home. I’ll be fine with eating my medicines in time and go back to the hospital for regular checkups. An old man like me doesn’t know how more years I get to live,” Norton said cheerfully.

People said if you were happy, you would have a fit body. But actually, you can get a disease by being happy too.

After she sent away the old man and closed the door, she turned around and found Alan holding a phone at her.

“Honey, make a good pose.”

Olive bared her fangs and brandished her claws as she toppled over him, pushing him onto the bed. “I don’t look good if I don’t pose?”

“Beautiful. My wife is the most beautiful woman.”

“What a sweet lips.” Her heart also felt sweet.

Actually, for a man to do things like him was really enough. She used to hear women complain about their husbands or boyfriends, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law that they always favored their mother. In a big fight, it made women feel that they were just outsiders even if they were married.

But this family of hers never made her feel uneasy. If there was, the only worry was would his mother hate her even more when he always protected her like this.

The little head which was lying on his chest suddenly fell silent. Alan looked down at her, “Sweetie, what’s wrong?”

“Honey, don’t always be so cold to your mother next time. I feel sad when I look at you guys, let alone your mother. Apologize to your mother tomorrow and talk properly. Don’t clash.” Her finger lightly drew a circle on the fabric behind his chest.

Alan sighed, “Look how understanding my wife is. It’s really my mother’s loss for not accepting you.”

“Will you go or not?!” she acted cutely.

“Can I not go?”

“No.” She raised her head and glared at him, showing off her fierceness.

“Alright. I’ll listen to you.” Alan chuckled, looking somewhat helpless. “There’s no woman like you who pushes their man to an enemy camp.”

“Your mother isn’t my enemy, but a foe. She’s a foe who needs to be solved, not knotted. So you have to be responsible for opening this knot,” Olive said in her own theory.

Alan couldn’t argue with her. He lowered his head and softly kissed her hair. “Okay.”

Where to find such wife?

Olive slowly turned around in his arms. Although her left arm had gotten better, it was still painful. He had to always carefully take care of her to avoid another injury.

She leaned her head on his shoulder, then took the phone in his palm and lifted it up. She adjusted the angle and took a few pictures, then brought it to him to look at them.

“How’s my skill?”

He only had one word after looked at them, “Ugly!”

“Then you can try and take a few shots.” Olive didn’t accept it. It was obvious the pictures were very good. Phone couldn’t be compared with a camera.

He raised the phone and took a few pictures continuously, not forgetting to tease her face.

After she saw the results, she said, “This is uglier.”

He captured her nostrils so big that he ruined her image.

Aoba tossed and turned in his bed and couldn’t sleep. Firstly, he was afraid that tonight’s matter would make the woman downstairs think more badly. Secondly, he couldn’t sleep alone.

More than half an hour had passed after twelve. He still couldn’t get himself meet with the God of Dreams.

Ruffling his hair hard, he took out his phone from under the pillow. The faint blue light illuminated his face in the darkness.

He tried to send her a message, “Are you asleep?”

There wasn’t a response for a long time. When he thought she was already asleep, a short ringing tone suddenly rang from the phone.

The woman downstairs replied, “What?”