The Innocent Wife of Scheming President Chapter 352 In the bathroom.

"Nope, I do it for you, do you like it?" Olive Steele also pinched Alan Hoyle’s face.

Laughing, they went out of office. Seeing other offices still had the light on, Olive went into the elevator
quickly with holding Alan’s hand. She stuck out her tongue at the mirror embarrassedly. The hotel was
open for 24 hours a day. In the office area, every department had staffs on duty at night. Although
everyone knew that she and Alan was in love, it was still not good to openly date here.

After seeing her sticking out her tongue, Alan felt her so cute. There was only them in the elevator, so
he hugged her in his arms. If it was not the camera in the elevator, he really wanted to kiss her.

Compared to food, he was more interested in her, but he was also afraid that she was hungry. It would
be bad for her stomach.

He heard from her mother that her stomach had some problems, because she didn’t have meals on
time. In addition, for business, she had to accompany customers to drink. In this case, there were some
problems with her stomach.

Thinking of this, he felt sorry for her.

After they arrived at the restaurant, the food was served soon. The chef was newly hired by Olive after
she came back from Jinjiang. He was not a famous chef. He was very young. The dishes what he
cooked was unique and different from other dishes.

Now there were more and more chefs who could cook famous dishes, but most of the dishes they
cooked was the same, few chefs could have their own special dishes. This young chef was very
capable of breaking through tradition and creating new dishes.

After eating, Olive asked him, "How is it?"

Alan smacked his lips, "Not bad. Just a bit worse than my wife's."



"Be serious." Olive said.

Alan smiled, "I’m serious. I just think the food my wife cooks is the most delicious in the world."

"Screw you."

He said seriously which made her blushed. There were other guests next to them.

Alan hugged her out of the restaurant to the square in the center of the hotel. The night breeze blew
their faces.

"Honey, or else, let's order a room here tonight. How about 1503 room?" He suddenly bowed his head
to bite her earlobe and whispered.

1503 room was the place where he asked her to come last Christmas Eve. That night, Ophelia Meyer
announced the engagement between her and Alan. She appeared in front of him with her nominal
boyfriend. He threatened her to go back to him. He held her and kept calling her my girl.

The bitterness memories at that time turned into the sweetness of the moment.

She patted his chest, "Hey, if I didn't come that night, would you really come to my house?"

"Yes, but I would go the next day."

"Why?" Did he want to find a woman to solve it? Thinking of this, she was depressed. Although she
knew he had no way, she still felt upset.

Alan rolled his eyes at her, "Silly girl, I had to go to the hospital first."

"You looked really terrifying that night." Olive looked down and muttered.

Alan pinched her chin, "Don't you like it?"



"No."

"Really?"

"No."

"Even if I have been drugged, I only think of you. The reason why I could hold back is just to wait for
you to change your mind. Don’t you like it?"

Olive didn’t know what to say. At that time, she was both happy and sad.

"Silly girl." Alan smiled and rubbed her hair affectionately.

Olive suddenly felt like crying. She stretched out her arms to hug his waist, "Honey."

"Yeah?" He put his chin on the top of her head. There was a smell on her that made him feel
particularly comfortable, which was her body note.

"I was really angry and sad that night. Ophelia Meyer forced me. You forced me. I felt so desperate. But
when you called me my girl, suddenly, I felt so satisfied. I was thinking why you have to wait for me.
Your whole body was so hot, but you still waited for me. Although you were so rude that night, I felt
very happy."

Alan kissed her, "You know what? Only you are my antidote. If you don't come that night, I would be
very angry. I would probably ask you why the next day, but I can’t have sex with other women. Even if
other women stand in front of me, I don’t have that feeling. Kent Bai once laughed at me about it. My
girl, I really suspect you inject some medicine into me five years ago which makes me crazy for you.
Kent thinks I’m unreasonable. I also find it incredible. My girl, what medicine did you inject to me?"



"Honey, it’s a medicine called love." Olive put her arms around his neck, "So, you are my man in this
life, and I am also your woman."

He liked her answer so much. His little wife was so considerate. She knew what he loved to listen. Not
only women liked to listen to sweet words, but men actually like it too.

"Honey, shall we spend a night at 1503 room?"

Olive was a little embarrassed, "That room was long-term reserved by a customer..."

Alan suddenly led her to ran. She didn't know what was going on, so she passively followed him. He
didn’t stop until he arrived at the door of 1503 room.

Olive panted with her back against the wall. She rarely did sports. Running so fast made her feel short
of breath. She looked at him taking out a room card from his pocket. He smiled mysteriously at her.

"Are you the customer?" But she remembered the registered name was not him.

"This room has memories of me and you. I don't want other people to live here."


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