The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Chapter 351 You Are My Antidote

Olive had long noticed it that she didn't know how to properly describe this man. As a big boss, he actually had been getting more and more leisurely, so once the meeting was over, she walked up to him after others were all gone, "Mr. Hoyle, why don't you just move your office to Angel Hotel, that way you won't have to run around. "

It really took a long time to go from the Angel Hotel to Hengdu,and if one ran into a traffic jam, it would definitely take more time.

"You're just annoyed with me?"

Olive looked at his purposefully stern face and also pretended to pout in aggravation, "How dare I? I'm just afraid that it will affect your work."

"Fool. " He suddenly felt touched and held her in his arms.

What he didn't tell her was that on the ten-mile construction site between Minghu and Angel was the kingdom he was building for her, and later his office would be moved to the center of the kingdom, close to her here very much.

He had bought another cottage in Minghu, and wanted to bring his in-laws over to take care of them later. He actually had talked to his father-in-law alone about this matter. His father-in-law said, later on. He knew in his heart that although his father-in-law had accepted him, he was still very uncertain about the future of him and his daughter.

But how could he let those unstable and uncertain factors between him and Olive influence their love again? He, Alan Hoyle, had never done anything unsure.

When the time came, Annie could live wherever she liked, because the two buildings were close to each other, both with little princess rooms. The old couple was afraid of being lonely, and they were

usually busy with work, so having a child around them could make them happier.

As for himself, he still liked to have more of a small world for two people, so that he could have his little wife by himself and kiss her at will.

Seeing his lips coming closer, Olive reached out to block his mouth, reminding him, "We are in the office now."

The door, which was only ajar, could be pushed open easily at any moment.

"But as soon as I see you, I just want to kiss you." Alan sighed.

Olive quickly kissed him on his cheek lightly, "Okay, this is the price for you, good boy."

Alan pointed to his right cheek, "This side has to be kissed as well, if you only kiss the left cheek and ignore the right, the right cheek will protest."

Olive laughed, this man was really like a child, but she still did it.

"I've got some work to do, I might be a little late getting off work today." After kissing, Olive went to work.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you." Alan did not bother her, sitting quietly on the side, watching her call home to say that she was going to be late and did not have to wait for her to eat, and then she devoted herself to work seriously. The way she was so absorbed in her work was another kind of charm in his eyes.

In fact, what he was going to say that Old Mr. Geve was so lucky that he had recruited such a responsible manager as her, but then he thought about it and finally held back those words.

Being hospitalized for an illness was not a pleasant thing, especially when it was incurable, and it was so sad. She had told him once that she was afraid of that her parents would have any illness, and the

minor illnesses were still treatable, but serious illnesses would be dangerous and would scare her.

The sky outside the window was darkening, but she just forgot to turn on the light. Only the light of the computer screen illuminated her face that was either frowning or pondering, which made him stare at her for song long.

He could see that Olive was not serious about work than he did, which made him so jealous, because she seemed to have forgotten about his existence.

It wasn't the most important thing, but her health was. She was so hardworking that she even forgot that she was hungry. Work was significant, but her own health was much more significant.

Walking to her side, he leaned over and pressed on her shoulder, "Girl, how much longer are you going to work?"

Olive just noticed that the it had been eight o'clock, so she smiled with embarrassment, "Wait for me for another ten minutes, okay, just ten minutes, so that I can sleep a little more tomorrow."

She put her hands together on the side of her head for a sleep pose, and such lovely action made him so excited, so he whispered by her ears ambiguously, "Then tonight, go back to the villa and sleep with me."

Olive suddenly blushed, and then she used her elbow to hit him lightly, "Then you have to make a phone call to your daughter to tell her and tell your parents in passing. "

Alan felt so speechless. He just wanted to date with his wife, but he actually had to take a leave of absence from his daughter first. However, it's necessary to tell his in-laws about this. Today his mother had been to Steele family to look for trouble, so the two old people must be worried if Olive didn't go back at night if he didn't tell them.

Olive should not know by now that his stubborn mother had been to see her parents and had an quarrel, and he was aware that she would know soon, but right now he just couldn't bear to break the smile on her face.

"Well hurry up then, I'll go outside and call."

"Go, and you can come to get me after ten minutes." Olive mischievousky said.

She didn't like to procrastinate on work, and getting it done that day would help her sleep better. She also knew he put up with a lot for her and never complained, so she couldn't say no to his request, which was to make it up to him.

Well, sweet reparation.

Ten minutes later, he did come and get her right on time, striding in and calling very loudly, "Mrs. Hoyle, I'm going to carry you out if you don't leave." All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Olive laughed and turned off her computer, and when he got close, she gave him a kiss on the cheek, "Mr. Hoyle, you must have been starving."

Alan pretended to be angry, "It's so rare that you stillremember I didn't eat anything."

"I'll treat you to the Angel Hotel's signature dish." When he went out just now, she had already called the cooks there.

If she went back to the villa to cook food now, it would be more than ten o'clock after dinner, and she hadn't bought any extra food to store in the fridge at lunchtime. She wasn't hungry now, but she was afraid that he would be starving now.

"Mrs. Hoyle, are you acting in the public service for your own ends?" He pinched her nose and smiled.