The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Chapter 299 We'll always be together

December 20, 2011

I was surprised that she actually accepted the compensation that I gave her afterwards. With her personality, she was not a woman who was greedy for money. It seemed a little eager to distinguish the relationship with me, why? Were you afraid of what I found? I asked the assistant to take her photo to find the landlord and doctor back then. I wanted them to identify her if it was you. But the landlord got Alzheimer's disease, and the doctor who took care of my eyes had also passed away. It turned out that God wanted to continue to test how long I can persist in you.

I approved her resignation, but I didn't know about it. Someone moved my computer and dismissed her in my name. There were only so few people who could get in my study. This made me more and more convinced that my intuition was not wrong. I stayed in the hotel where she was currently working and deliberately appeared in front of her. Girl, if she was you, why not recognized me. It doesn't matter, if you don't admit it, I will haunt you like a ghost until you admit it.

December 25, 2011

I am very grateful to Ophelia Meyer for suddenly appearing in Luo city. This woman who pretended to behave well and endured for five years suddenly became a little irritable. She asked me to redeem the five-year promise, which was nothing but a promise. She herself made a request that I had never agreed to. She arbitrarily and eagerly announced her marriage at the party, drugged my wine, and I watched her self-directed and self-acted play coldly, and watched her confront Olive. She said she had met Olive Steele for the first time, but the hotel staff saw them diametrically opposite each other in private. They were obviously old acquaintance. Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Today, someone told me that Olive Steele has a child, four years old. I met that child, and I can vaguely remember that her big watery eyes showed anima, and she didn't have stage fright when she saw strangers. She walked up to me and said, "Uncle, you look so good." It's funny. I like her at first sight.

But at that time, she directly called another woman as her mother. I thought it was not Olive Steele's child. It turned out that the woman was just her godmother, and Olive was her real mother.

The age of the child fit in with the time we were apart. If it proved that the child was related to me, I could prove that Olive Steele and you were the same person. I was so eagerly waiting for the answer that I couldn't even fall asleep. I have never been able to dispel the idea of Olive Steele was you. You can't run away, girl. An identification, I wanted to make you speechless.

December 26, 2011

I locked her in the villa, patiently asking her to admit, but she pretended to be a fool. She piled up a snowman in the garden, and made some words by the leaves of purple spinach: Alan Hoyle, the bastard. The behavior was like yours, too. However, the report I got proved that I have no blood relationship with that child, but I didn't want to believe that she was not my girl. I had doubts about the appraisal report.

January 19, 2012

I have never hated a person so much, with a well-behaved appearance and a snakelike heart. Five years ago, Ophelia Meyer made you lose your good job one after another, and threatened you to leave with the lives of your parents, and successfully caused the car accident of your father, and instigated someone on the day of my recovery to kidnap you and tried to destroy your virginity, but fortunately, you escaped cleverly. At this time, because of the recurrence of eye disease, I had been taken abroad.

This is the truth that puzzled me for five years. It's not that you didn't keep your promise, but you couldn't help it. And five years later, Ophelia Meyer not only repeated the same trick, but also secretly changed the results of Annie's DNA, trying to confuse right and wrong. My mother, whom I have always respected, also played an extremely disgraceful role in this. She even knew that I had a daughter, but

she kept hiding it from me. This is the closest person to me, the person who smiles at me every day, underneath her smile, showing a toxic light.

January 20, 2012

There won't be the wedding they wanted. If they dared to bully you and your family and friends, I would hold a funeral for them. For my wedding, the bride can only be a girl, her name is Olive Steele.

February 14, 2012

Girl, will you still accept the Valentine's Day greetings that are five years late, do you like the candlelight dinner I made for you? You finally admitted that you were the girl I had been searching for five years, and fell into my arms crying. You little liar. In this life, you never want to leave me again. Girl, could you be my wife?

February 17, 2012

Mrs. Hoyle, when will you give me a name? The flies around you are really annoying!

Olive Steele finally understood why Ted Dulles had sent her a box of tissues, and Alan Hoyle, a sentimental man, made her cry. Many things were clearly experienced by her personally. She was sad at that time, but now, she felt so touched. At the bottom of the blog, there were many comments, clamoring for her to marry as soon as possible, or they would come to grab him. Olive Steele twisted her red nose, eager to yell at the top, "Can you grab him?" Thinking about it carefully, let it go, it's better to keep a low profile.