Chloe Malan teased, "So you are going to be living with Olive's family?"
It can't be so sample that asked the dignified chief executive of the Hoyle group to join the
Steele family. The provocation in the words of Chloe Malan was self-evident.
"Chloe, stop!" Olive stamped her foot and stared at Chloe severely. The more she said, the more
outrageous she knew that this woman would not be able to let Alan go after she knew this matter.
Chloe Malan's finger slammed Olive's forehead fiercely, "Stupid girl, I'm helping you, don't you know? I
haven't got even with you for so long, you do want to help this man? I'm afraid that you will be hurt by
the old witch again. It seems that my kindness will not be rewarded."
In her eyes, all the wealthy ladies who looked down on ordinary people were vicious old witches with
early menopause and internal secretion disorders.
Olive understood her thoughts well, she did think about these things too before, but in the end, she was
defeated by Alan's persistence and affection, just like now.
Alan Hoyle smiled slightly, "As long as Uncle and aunt agree, why not."
As soon as the words came out, Olive's parents were shocked. They were looking at the man in front of
them with complicated eyes.
Ivy, who had been standing silently, couldn't help but surprised too. As for Chloe Malan, she had
prepared more words to embarrass him, but her words suddenly died down.
If it weren't for the extreme love, how could Alan abandon his identity, leaving only five simple words: to
be with Olive forever.
The most beautiful words in the world were not that I love you, but to be with you forever. If a couple
loved each other so much, but they can't be together, that would be the most bleak thing.
Olive looked at her beloved man with moist eyes, and the lines of Alan's handsome face were
engraved with the firm determination to be together. The emotion in her heart surged, and she had met
her Mr. Right. Even the forbearance, hard work, and longing of these years were worth it.
However, she suddenly felt dizzy and fainted gorgeously, and there was still a moving smile on the
corners of her mouth that was too late to fully expand.
Alan Hoyle noticed Olive's situation and supported her soft body, "Olive!"
"Olive!"
Everyone exclaimed, and one after another, there was a chaos in the ward.
Until the doctor announced that Olive was fine, it was only a temporary fainting caused by the
relaxation after high-intensity tension and fatigue, everyone was slightly relieved.
When leaving the ward, Chloe Malan said viciously to Alan Hoyle, "Hey, if you dare to let Olive unhappy
for one second, I don't care if you are the president or anything else, I won't let you go."
Alan Hoyle was looking at the hand of the sleeping woman on the hospital bed. The scars on Olive's
wrist were deeply and shallowly cut into the flesh, Alan's expression was gloomy
After leaving the hospital, Ivy Aldington, who had been silent, suddenly said, "Come with me for a
couple of drinks."
He couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was. He was disappointed but happy for Olive, happy but hated,
hated but shocked, so different feelings entangled in contradictions.
Chloe Malan knew that he must be in a bad mood now, and his back was lonely, "Let's go, let me treat
you."
Ivy Aldington drove her to waitingbar. At this time, the bar street was not as lively and luxurious as the
night, it was as quiet as asleep.
Sad people didn't have to be comforted, and she didn't know how to comfort him. Before Alan Hoyle
appeared, how much she wished he and Olive could get together, but the damn Alan Hoyle came,
breaking the peace of all this.
If Alan Hoyle did not appear, maybe in a year or two, Olive can accept Ivy. People have feelings. Ivy
treated Olive so well. Everyone can feel it, and Olive couldn't ignore it.
Only now, this chance had been completely gone, and Ivy must be very sad.
However, Alan Hoyle, who was also an individual talent, had been searching for Olive so many years.
After finding her, he step by step to clear the obstacles between him and Olive, including the break with
the Meyer family, and fought against the wishes of his biological mother.
Would there be any woman who would not be moved?
Chloe Malan said, "Ivy Aldington, do you think I'm like that wall grass, why am I moved by the smelly
man Alan Hoyle? "
She despised herself and poured a glass of wine fiercely.
It's the kind of strong alcohol with a high degree, and it's also a good drink. It's a waste to vent the
sadness. Ivy Aldington purely wanted to be drunk.
This man who usually was a reasonable man, lost his sense for the first time, leaning on the sofa a little
bit decadently, sighing, "So it's not a strange thing that Olive has been thinking about him all the time. "
It turned out that it wasn't that he didn't work hard enough, but that no matter how hard he tried, it was
no match for the strong obsession in Olive's heart.
Chloe Malan staggered over, sat down beside him, patted his shoulder, "If you are sad, you can rely on
me, although my shoulder is thin, it's a shoulder anyway."
Friends, just enjoy happiness and share worries.
Ivy Aldington smiled reluctantly, "Thank you!"
But the loss in his heart can't be dissipated with such a comfort. He can still remember that when he
first met Olive, he was like a drunkard, and people always took a detour, only she took the bottle in his
hand and said to him, "Cheers to the person who is broken in love."
She also said, "One day, you will meet your destiny and the right person at the right place at the right
time."
He met the right her, but staggered the right time.
It turned out that the right time and right place were indispensable in the world of love.
Before him, she had already had Alan Hoyle. That man, even if he hadn't appeared in five years, was
deeply rooted in her heart. It was a secret she was guarding.
He didn't know who got drunk first, the two people's alcohol volume was equal.
Chloe Malan drunkenly patted his face, and burped, "Fine, don't worry about it. In your man's words,
you can always find another woman in the world. Although I think it's quite a pity, but Olive loves Alan.
What can we do as outsiders?"
Was it possible that the happiness that Olive had finally achieved can be destroyed by her? Of course,
she can't do that as Olive's best friend.
Ivy laughed lowly, muttering to himself, and asked, "What about you? After the divorce for so long, will
you still think of your ex-husband."
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