The Innocent Wife of Scheming President
Chapter 377 Love Convention

He had expected her to say this. Everyone had a sense of self-protection, especially an injured woman who was sensitive to the core like a hedgehog. She was only trying to defend herself tightly. She was putting up a tough act in front of him. She didn't want him to see her fragile side.

He wanted to protect her. No woman had ever made him have such a strong urge to protect before. He liked her claws out, but he hated the sadness at the bottom of her eyes.

"Okay. I understand. I will not let you be wronged again.”

He didn't want to say much. She might not believe it anyway. Action was the best explanation for her. People who didn’t know her might think that she was evil and poisonous, but he knew it well that it was merely an act of protection when she was helpless.

Chloe Malan didn’t respond much.

She had long understood that she couldn't listen to promises nor have high hopes. Although she was moved, but she could never have the courage to submit herself and her whole life to him like moth to light.

A man might not be reliable, she could only rely on herself. She had precautions for her new relationship.

Some people said that you shouldn't let others love you more than you love yourself to avoid getting hurt. However, she didn't want to calculate who loved more and who loved less. She only knew that she wouldn't give love her one hundred percent. She wanted to keep a part of it for herself.

“I need to tell you something. You may need a paper to take notes so that you won't have any excuses that I don’t remind you on this.”

She said that casually, but he actually stood up and grabbed a pen and paper like a good student. "Go on. I'll write it down, sign it, and put it in my wallet as a reminder.”

She was being playful, but he was not. His eyes were serious. She wanted to scold him, but her words were stuck in her mouth.

“First, I value loyalty. I don't care how many women you have dated before, but as long as you have me, you can only have me. If there is any other woman in our relationship, I'm sorry, either you roll the heck away or I will.”

Aoba Hoyle stopped writing and smiled at her, “You little fish. If I happen to catch you, I won't let you have the chance to leave me.”

He was serious about being together with her. He admitted that he had dated many women before, but no one made him fall to his knees. She came without a brake into his heart like an accident. Chloe Malan continued, “Second, I won't give up my current job for you. People have always looked down on woman in the entertainment industry and thought that they were dirty, but I'm sorry, I like my job and I will make it a career.”

“If you need money or contacts, you can tell me. If you need a manager, you can consider me.” he loved to see her radiant confidence on stage. When she was offstage, she would occasionally show her inferiority complex even unconsciously.

Other couldn't see it, but he could.

She liked pop music. Although it was not as elegant as classical music, but at least, it was nothing vulgar. He loved to paint as well. So what? He even began to think to establish a company for her. “Third, don't expect me to wash and cook for you every day like a servant. Don't expect me to gentle myself down to cater your preferences.”

Aoba Hoyle thought that she didn’t hold grudge and that she didn't deliberately make his food terrible or iron his clothes wrinkled when she took care of him back then. That time, he thought that if he ever married, he would marry a good and virtuous woman who would cook him a good meal and iron hos clothes neatly.

He was only teasing her that day, but he didn't expect that it backfired.

Well, a shrew was a shrew. He had to endure it. She might be gentle once in a while. No one asked him to fall in love with a shrew either.

“There is a washing machine to wash my clothes. I can ask the chefs for meals. Trust me, I can take you to taste all the good foods in the world.” house chores were simple things for him. It was not a big deal

“Fourth, if we happen to live together in the future, I won't wait for you past midnight. If you come home late, I won't leave the lamp on for you. You better take your keys and don't wake me up in the middle of the night to open the door for you. If I happen to not picking up your calls, my phone is either shut down, not in the service area, or that I don't hear the call coming.”

“Tomorrow, I'll go get a new card. I'll make your number a special line. I will install GPS positioning and accept your supervision day and night.”

He felt that if a woman was insecure, she would do something to reassure her. He felt that she was not a woman who wanted to control him all the time. She knew her boundaries.

“Fifth, I won't go to Jiangcheng until your mother completely accepts me. You don't have to go an extra mile for me.”

She didn't see a point of why she should go at all. If they happened to get married, she didn't want to live in the pit of hell.

She remembered Olive Steele. She was loved and it made her envious. She didn't know whether this man before her would be as determined as her brother.

Love was a beautiful thing, but most of the time, it couldn't stand the cruel reality.

Aoba Hoyle knew that although this woman was sitting here at the moment, she was ready to leave anytime and anywhere. A sense of frustration that he was not familiar with hit him. Suddenly, he was revealed to a fact that the insecure person here was himself. He couldn't hold on to the woman he loved.

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