The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Chapter 292 Mommy, I give a puff at your wounds.

Chloe Malan turned her head and reminded him, "I think Mr. Yang has forgotten what you said. You said you are not interested in women who are older than you. Similarly, I am not interested in the man who are younger than me."

"Can I change my mind?" Aoba Hoyle said suddenly childishly.

"Yes, but for little boys like you, you always change your minds. You are serious with me today, and you may be serious to someone else tomorrow. The seriousness of people like you is too cheap."

Aoba Hoyle wondered if he had played with too many women before, so now he had suffered retribution. His previous habits had been sharply exposed by her at this moment. It turned out that he was so asshole in the past.

No wonder his eldest brother always said, “If you meet a girl you like one day, but that woman dislikes your love history, she will think that you are an extremely unreliable man.”

Now, he knew it.

He used to think that the love women said to him was too cheap, but now his love and seriousness were considered cheap by this woman too.

The causal cycled. Sure enough, it was his retribution.

He looked into her eyes and said, "I'll say it again. I'm serious." Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

It was said that the eyes were the windows of the soul. Could she not see his sincerity?

He would not say “I’m serious” casually.

"Then I'll say it again. I'm not interested. Don't pester me in the future." Chloe Malan also said forcefully.

The two people formed a confrontation. He didn't retreat. She didn't retreat, either.

Until Aoba Hoyle became tired, he suddenly smiled and let go of her hand, "That's impossible."

Could he let go of a woman who could let him say “I’m serious”?

Pestering a girl seemed like the trick used by his elder brother to his sister-in-law. At that time, his sister-in-law refused to admit it at the beginning, but soon she was melted in the tenderness of the elder brother.

It seemed that he had to learn from his eldest brother for some tricks and asked some favors from his sister-in-law.

Chloe Malan snorted coldly and then pushed the door open. She just wanted to get rid of this man. For a while, she forgot the injury on her foot. The pain caused her to lose her balance. She fell down on the ground.

Aoba Hoyle also got out of the car. Originally, he was a little worried about she would get injured, but seeing her now wrestling posture which was like a tortoise lying on the ground, he couldn't help but laugh.

This posture was really cute. Her little butt faced to the sky.

Chloe Malan gave him a fierce look, trying to get up, but found that her left foot couldn't move at all.

But she didn't want him to watch her continue to be embarrassed. She gritted her teeth, stood up forcibly, and walked straight forward. After a few steps, cold sweat came out of her forehead.

Running wildly hurt her muscles and bones.

Aoba Hoyle realized that something was wrong with her. He stepped forward to carry her up. After that, she punched him.

"Let go of me. What are you doing? Help! Help!"

This shouting really drew a lot of glances of others.

Aoba Hoyle glared at those people, "What do you look at? You have never seen flirting with a girlfriend?"

The car door was still open, so he threw her in then he closed the car door and locked it. She couldn't escape.

Seeing her crazy in the car, he suddenly felt in a good mood. He waited until she calmed down and was quiet before he went up from the other side of the car door.

"Asshole, what do you want from me?" Chloe Malan was angry. How could she provoke such a troublesome man?

"Let me see." Aoba Hoyle leaned forward and grabbed her left foot, took off her shoes, pulled up her trouser legs, took off her socks, and gasped, "It's swollen. You still run around."

Chloe Malan was shrinking because of painful, "It’s none of your business."

Aoba Hoyle frowned at her coldly, "You are my woman. It's my business."

Chloe Malan was not to be outdone, "I have nothing to do with you."

"No?" Aoba Hoyle hummed, leaning towards her, "Would you like me to do something with you here? I don't mind doing it here. We can test the performance of this car."

Sure enough, these words had a deterrent effect, successfully making this noisy woman lower her arrogance a bit, "How dare you!"

"You can see." If he didn't act, she really thought he didn’t dare to do it.

Chloe Malan was anxious and angry, but she couldn't push away his heavy body at all. As soon as she had a slight movement, it caused the pain in her feet. He kissed her lips tightly. She almost couldn’t breathe. She was like a drowning fish who was at the mercy of him.

Aoba Hoyle originally just wanted to scare her, but he almost lost control. Until a drop of cold liquid slipped on his face, he stopped suddenly, not forgetting to leave a sentence, "Hey, don't challenge the patience of men."

She was crying, but she didn't show any weakness. "Don't think that you are a man. You just a wimpy kid."

This made him piss off. He was twenty-three years old, not eighteen.

"Am I a man or not? You already knew it yesterday. If you feel that you are drunk and don't feel it clearly, I don't mind waiting for you to see the doctor and then verify. Now you just sit down." He started the car as he said, caring for the injury on her foot after all.