The Innocent Wife of Scheming President novel Chapter 340

Olive Steele sighed, “Sometimes, what women want is not your courage to put all your eggs in one basket.”

“What does that mean?” Aoba Hoyle was puzzled. Didn’t woman like men to do anything for her?

“Think about it by yourself.” Olive Steele gave him a look and got up.

“Sister-in-law, you can’t leave me hanging—”

Olive Steele acted like she didn’t hear it. When she walked out of the cubicle, someone approached and called out, “Olive.”

The voice sounded cautious.

Olive Steele turned around and saw Xenia Boswell standing behind her. She smiled, “Would you fancy a drink with me?”

Xenia Boswell nodded.

They went to the bar. The bartender handed them two glasses of brandy.

Olive Steele complained to the bartender, “This is not what I want. You can’t pretend you don’t know me because I haven’t come for a while.”

The bartender honestly replied, “Mr. Hoyle told me if Olive Steele wanted to drink, she could only drink brandy. Strong alcohol will hurt your body.”

Olive Steele was left speechless.

Xenia Boswell looked at her enviously, “Mr. Hoyle is really good to you.”

“Is it bad?” Olive Steele laughed.

Xenia Boswell dropped her eyes, “I don’t know. Dave always pushes me to do things I don’t like. I should have hated him. If it weren’t for him, Ivy Aldington and I were a possible couple. However, he ruins all my hope. I ran back to Hainan to hide from him, but when I saw him chasing me all the way, I didn’t know what happen, I just followed him back.”

Olive Steele patted her hand, “Listen Silly Girl, you’re in love with him.”

Xenia Boswell didn’t know it yet.

She was unable to respond to his feelings, this way she had no position to comfort him. She could only comfort herself. Ivy Aldington was a grown up. He had his own reason. Sentiment was temporary. It was not forever.

Xenia Boswell talked a lot, about Ivy Aldington, Dave Chou, and about her won confusion. The more she drank, the more she talked. Even until she lied in the bar, she was still whispering, “Olive, I hate Dave Chou so much, but why can’t I let him go? Do you think I’m a cheap woman?”

Olive Steele realized that the night was getting late. Aoba Hoyle and Chloe Malan had disappeared. They didn’t even say goodbye when they left.

“Can you watch her for me? I’ll go looking for Dave.” she said to the bartender and left.

Xenia Boswell was probably bored. So, she needed someone to talk to. Dave Chou, that bold guy, must have really liked her. He knew women’s heart pretty well. He must have known that he should approach her gently.

At the door, she hesitated thinking of what Xenia Boswell said just now. She felt more and more uncomfortable to face the man inside the private longue. aShe always felt like she owed him something.

If you owed a favor, you could always pay it back. But, what if you owe a feeling?