The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Chapter 309 She's annoying.

They finished reorganizing the room. Under Mrs. Steele's requirements, the children's bed in Chloe Malan's room was dismantled and thrown into the small utility room in the corridor. It was replaced with the big bed of Olive Steele.

After finishing all this work, Mr. Steele went to the store, and Mrs. Steele went to the market to buy some food. At this time, Aoba Hoyle walked to Chloe Malan's side, "Hey, don't you think you are a bit annoying if you still live here? "

Chloe Malan glared at him fiercely. Her expression was like saying he had better hurry up go away. She said, "You are so annoying."

"It's only you think I'm annoying." Aoba Hoyle grinned and walked more closely. Chloe could even feel his breath.

Chloe Malan felt a little awkward, so she pushed him away. She sneered, "Now that you know you're annoying, go away right now."

Aoba Hoyle laughed, "But there is still someone who doesn't know she's annoying too. Now my eldest brother has officially become a member of this family. The rooms here are not enough. Annie is growing up. She needs a separate small room now. Still, you occupy her room. Don't you think you are a bit annoying? Or, old woman, how about moving to my house? You can choose the room you like."

Sure enough, he was sure to be ill-intentioned. He said those words on purpose to let her go into his trap, but how could she be duped? Chloe Malan just gave a cold glance to him. She neither refuted him nor got angry. She just picked up a magazine from the sofa, and said coldly, "Don't worry. Even if I sleep on the street, I will never live with you."

"Don't say that. Do you dare to bet with me?" If he couldn't let this woman live with him, he would give up his name.

Chloe Malan didn't even look up at him, "I'm not interested."

"It's that you aren't interested or you dare not to have a bet with me?" Aoba Hoyle teased her.

Chloe Malan saw him through with a glance, "Enough. I know what you are thinking now."

"Since you know everything, why don't you know that I like you?" Aoba Hoyle said seriously.

But after Chloe Malan heard it, she felt a little fake. She said with disdains, "If you tell a lot of lies, you will even believe your lies. You can use these sweet words to cheat those little girls. Anyway, I won't be cheated by you."

Aoba Hoyle wondered whether there was retribution in the world. It was indeed that he was a playboy in the past. Now he met the girl he really liked, but he couldn't let the girl believe that he loved her.

"I didn't lie to you. I swear." He raised his right hand above his head.

"Save your breath. It's not the first time you swear, right? I don't believe in you." Chloe Malan got up. She even didn't look at him. She just limped into the room and slammed the door. The door bumped into Aoba's nose.

She didn't believe any oaths. Back then, Bruce Lynn vowed that he just loved her only, but what happened next? He still flirted different women.

Men always liked to say some sweet words and give their promises to girls, but then they always would forget what they said quickly. The little boy outside was good-looking. He also liked to flirt with women. Don't think she didn't know, huh! She finally got rid of a terrible marriage. How could she get into another feeling so stupidly?

Aoba Hoyle rubbed his nose outside the door. He muttered to himself, "This is the first time I swear to a woman."

In the car driving to the Civil Affairs Bureau, Olive Steele propped her head with one hand and leaned against the car door. She looked at Alan Hoyle worriedly, "I guess your brother will piss Chloe Malan off again."

Alan Hoyle smiled indifferently, "It's best that Chloe makes that guy feel depressed. I don't mind."

Olive Steele sighed, "How can he have a brother like you?"

Alan Hoyle said, "The eldest brother who doesn't help him, right? He can't know his true feeling without a blow."

"I'm afraid that your brother hasn't known his true feeling yet, but Chloe Malan has feelings to him first. Alan Hoyle, I tell you if your brother dares to hurt Chloe Malan, I don't care who he is. I will definitely kill him."

"Don't worry." Alan Hoyle comforted her, "Although Aoba seems to be a little bit fickle in love, once he meets his right girl, his persistence and seriousness won't be less than me. Even if he used to treat feelings as games, he would become a good man when he meets a woman he likes. I have to say something to my brother. He is not bad in nature."

Listening to his words, it seemed that he didn't mind that Chloe Malan had got divorced.

"I hope so." Olive Steele sighed slightly. In fact, she hoped that Chloe Malan would live happily and find a good man, but Aoba Hoyle, would he be the right man for Chloe Malan?

Because they arrived early, there were not many people in the Civil Affairs Bureau. Annie was so curious about everything here. She jumped around in the hall.

There were two windows in the hall. One was on the left, and the other was on the right. The left one was to register the marriage. The right one was to handle divorce. There was a sharp contrast between

the happy ending and the sad ending.

At the window of the divorce, there was a young couple. A green divorced certificate replaced the red marriage certificate. They turned around. Without saying a word, they parted ways and became strangers. Olive Steele secretly sighed that marriage at this time was the most eager thing they wanted to get rid of.

Seeing that there were three new couples going through the formalities, Alan Hoyle pulled Olive Steele to sit down on a waiting area chair. He kept his eyes on his daughter, then he said to Olive, "Mrs. Hoyle, do you know the Irish marriage contract?"

"What?" Olive Steele asked subconsciously. She didn't even go out of the country. Ireland? It was too far away. She had never known it.

"Ireland does not allow to getting a divorce."

"This is too overbearing." It was still a bit perverted. Olive Steele was speechless. Did people have no human rights there? Although divorce was not a good thing, if two people couldn't get along with each other and were barely tied together, good things would become bad. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

"I don't think it's overbearing at all. It's good. Because Irish marriage can choose the number of years."

"Uh-huh?" Olive Steele was curious.