The Innocent Wife of Scheming President
Chapter 291 I apologize to you.

Finally, he saw her on the edge of the river. He saw her limping, but she still ran so hard and so desperately.

She still tormented herself so much after hurting her feet. This woman really didn't save his worry. Just when he stepped on the accelerator, he saw her falling down in front of him, as if she had exhausted all her strength. The sadness and despair made him dare not approach her. He just stood behind her to watch her her crying and laughing. Finally, she screamed loudly to the sky.

Until she screamed hoarsely, she sat on the ground and sobbed.

He watched her crying, but didn't go forward. He just leaned against the car door and smoked. He thought she needed time to vent and calm herself, so he couldn't bother her.

But he wanted to guard her, giving her a shoulder to lean on when she needed it.

There were many women crying in front of him, but she was the first to make him feel distressed. He actually felt sorry for the woman who was older than him. He was really crazy. He thought he himself needed time to think about what his feelings to this woman.

There were many women who had one-night stand with him, but he did it just for fun. Each took what they needed.

But this woman was obviously not the one who he could play with. However, once he was serious with her, when he thought of his mother, he felt headache.

Not to mention her family, her age was older than him. She divorced. It was impossible for his mother who payed attention to families well-matched in social status to agree. That stubborn old lady didn't seem to change much after the eldest brother's affairs.

What's more, the woman might not be interesting to him. She slapped him two slaps this morning, and now his face still hurt.

He wanted to find someone to settle down his feelings. Just like his brother, there was a woman worth protecting.

But, would it be her? It seemed that he was a little crush on her. This feeling was different from the feeling of any woman he had been with before. Although she was older than him and treated him as her younger brother, he still wanted to put her under his own protection circle.

Her hard and external thorns were actually just to protect that fragile heart.

The cigarette ashes fell on the ground, but the woman hadn't finished crying. Dropping the cigarette butt, stepping on them vigorously, he strode forward, and picked her up. She did not resist. She was just like a puppet and let him throw her into the car.

He fastened her seat belt, sat down again, and said to her solemnly, "I'm sorry about what happened just now."

The woman cried so much that her makeup was ruined and her hair messed up on face. Her eyes were red and swollen. She looked like an abandoned cat or puppy. Even she didn't give him a reaction for a long time.

"Hey, 0..." Originally he wanted to call her old woman, but after thinking about it, he changed it, "Miss, I apologized to you. Can you say something? I was wrong just now. I didn't figure out the truth. I was wrong to blame you for no reasons. I apologize to you."

For a long time, she said to him, "No need, I have nothing to do with you."

Aoba Hoyle became angry, "Why doesn't it have nothing with me? We did the most intimate thing yesterday."

This woman was too forgetful. She wanted to get rid of him? No way.

"That was an accident.” She said quietly.

"But it's not for me." Okay, now that he recalled it. He was actually a bit deliberate. From the moment his head was hit by her, his entanglement with her began.

"I won't hold you responsible. Don't worry." It was just a sex once. Now everyone had open mind. It was not a big deal. After taking the pills, there would be no trouble.

"But I want you to be responsible to me." He felt he was crazy. How many women asked him to be responsible, but now he was looking for a woman to be responsible to him. It was really crazy.

He stepped on the accelerator and the car flew out.

He sulked himself. He watched her lower her head and took out a bank card from the wallet and handed it over, "This is all the price I can afford.”

Aoba Hoyle felt like he was about to freak out, "What do you think I am?”

Male prostitute? She really didn't give him any face.

Chloe Malan said quietly, "This is the way you men are responsible to women. I think it's also suitable for women to men. If you think it's not enough, I can't help it. This is all my possessions.” The car stopped abruptly on the side of the road. Aoba Hoyle snatched away the card in her hand and broke into two pieces. The atmosphere in the car suddenly solidified

"Chole Malan. I tell you I'm taken a fancy to you. I will entangle you."

Chloe Malan didn't even open her eyes. She just said lightly, "I understand. You are used to those women who take the initiative to threw themselves in your arms. Suddenly there is a woman who doesn't accept you. Your desire to conquer appears.”

"You..." His thoughts were obviously not as the same as what she said, but Aoba Hoyle couldn't say anything to refute.

What he had to admit was that his initial thoughts were just to have an object to tease to pass the boring time, but slowly he discovered that his feelings to this woman had changed.

Chloe Malan sneered, "You don't have to be so irritable after I said your thoughts out. I meet a lot of men like you. It's your common problem. So, Mr. Yang, goodbye!"

When she finished speaking, she went to unfasten the seat belt, but her wrist was grabbed by him the moment she pushed the car door open.

Aoba Hoyle said lowly, "I'm serious.”

Suddenly he wanted to fall in love. The name of Mr. Yang she called him made him feel harsh and unfamiliar. It drew away their distance. He would rather her be annoyed to call him little boy.

Did people have some eccentricities? He actually liked this woman to scold him.

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