Novel Name : The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

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"Just search for your name and take your time. I'll find you a box of tissues." Ted Dulles smiled. "I don't

want tissues." Inexplicably. Ted Dulles joked, "I'm afraid your tears will flood." "You are simply not in

your right mind." Olive Steele threw him a stack of papers, "Go, copy this, and distribute them.” "Then

look at it slowly, I won't bother you." Ted Dulles holding the file made a goodbye gesture at the door.

Olive Steele rewarded him with a phrase, "Piss off."

However, the person who went away quickly went back, and put a box of tissues on her desk, "Look at

it slowly, I won't bother you this time." After that, he slunk away even faster than rabbits. Olive felt funny

and then typed her name in the search bar. Well, she also became an internet celebrity accidentally,

and the search terms occupied many pages. It's just that she was surprised to find that the post

accusing her of being the mistress had disappeared. No matter how she changed the search keywords,

she couldn't find any information about it.

However, all news about her was directed to a blog. The name of the blog was: girl, where are you.

Blogger: Alan Hoyle. Real name and surname. She felt her fingers trembling on the mouse. What kind

of shock did this man want to give her? The posts in the blog were not many compared to five years.

However, it made people have many feelings. She chose to read from the earliest time, her fingers

quietly stroking her chest.

April 1st, 2007

You once vowed to wait for the bright moment with me. However, when the heavy gauze from the eyes

was lifted away, you didn’t stay with me. I rushed back from the hospital to the courtyard. In the house,

everything about you was gone. It was like, you never appeared in my life. I couldn’t find your breath,

except for the bottle left. There were three hundred and sixty-four lucky stars, almost one year. The

next day was the day when you and I knew each other. Every day you would fold one, saying that you

was praying for me.

I waited from early morning to dusk, sitting all night, and finally realized that you gave me an April

Fool's Day on Valentine's Day. But today, on the real April Fool's Day, I cannot give you a Valentine's

Day.

July 7th, 2007

Girl, I'm sorry, the only remembrance you left to me was scattered all over the ground by Ophelia

Meyer today. She said sorry in panic because she was not careful. But behind her, I saw how

deliberate her distorted expression was. I picked them up one by one, not letting her touch them. Each

of these lucky little stars you brought me carried the memories of a day. Ophelia Meyer suddenly cried

and asked me, ‘what can I do to make you forget her’. I said, ‘I can't forget, I don't want to forget.’ She

said she was my fiancee.

Hehe, fiancee, the two women I trusted most, my mother I respected, and my childhood sweetheart

sister whom I have been caring for since I was a child, placed a trap on the tip of my heart, and they

promised me to find your whereabouts. But they could not wait to announce the so-called engagement

ceremony. As me, my eye disease relapsed and went into darkness again. I was named a fiance, but I

knew nothing. Since then, I have been guarded against them. I even suspect that they know your

whereabouts, but they refused to tell me.

December 25, 2007

The exotic sky, sparkling fireworks, and people everywhere on the street were talking about Merry

Christmas, but the lively atmosphere can't make me feel warm because I have lost you. I didn't even

know what you looked like, and I fell in love with you. I often wonder how you look when you say that "I

am 18 years old every day, and occasionally I am 16, 17 years old. I am a super invincible beautiful

girl". Girl, sometimes your cheeks were really thick.

Your voice was good, the food you cook was delicious, you could sing, you could coax me, and you

could soothe my growing anxiety due to blindness. But why, you left when I was about to see the light

again, without any warning, as if that year was just a charming dream I had. I must find you and ask

you clearly, why did you abandon me after saving me. Wasn't it, someone threatened you.

May 28, 2008

On the busy streets, I suddenly had hallucinations, like, your voice was close by. My heart stopped

beating in an instant, I closed my eyes and tried to distinguish the direction of the sound, but it

disappeared. Girl, you had promised me a life, why you left the scene ahead of time, left me alone. I

am so hard to engrave your voice in my deepest memory. Because this is the only way to find you.

You didn't tell me your name, I don't know what you look like, I don't have the slightest message about

you, only this voice wanders in my dream every night. You said that you look ugly, with corns, a

collapsed nose, tetracycline teeth, potholes on your face, black acne, deformed hands, and spiral legs.

Don't be scared and run away at a glance. There is no girl who cursed herself like that. Girl, actually,

you are very cute. You say although you are cute, nobody loves you. I want to love you, but you

disappeared.

November 16, 2008

Very tired. Double exhaustion of mind and body. I use work to paralyze myself, but my heart is getting

empty. It's hollowness caused by you, which entangled me in dreams day in and day out. Girl, where

are you? I have a hard time looking for you. I used to find all the people who might have seen you,

doctors, nurses, homeowners, neighbors, and asked them to describe your appearance, but there was

a huge crowd, and I have been looking for you for almost two years without any news.

February 14, 2009

You said, when my eyes are better, I will give you a Valentine's Day every year. But on Valentine's Day,

I was wearing the shirt you bought me. At the western restaurant you said you wanted to go, I had a

candlelight dinner alone, and you didn't make the appointment as scheduled.

July 24, 2009

I stood by the lotus pond where you used to take me to the rafting, as if I heard you say: close your

eyes, listen with your ears, smell with your nose, feel with your heart, relax slowly, you will find that

even the air is sweet. But you forgot, I was blind at the time, closing my eyes was an unnecessary

action, but I still followed your instructions. I found that your breathing is close to the tip of your nose.

Girl, you must be bullying me because of my blindness, so watched me secretly. But I didn't expose

you, I wanted to get closer to you. I went back to the small yard where I lived with you, sat on the big

rock under the old locust tree, and listened to the summer breeze all night, imagining that you were

sitting next to me, telling me some interesting things, but you gradually leaned on my body and fell

asleep as you spoke.

That year, you must be very tired. You had to take care of a moody blind man, you had to go to work,

you had to do a part-time job, you had to raise the cost of blindness prevention surgery, and you were

also responsible for making me happy every day. You are a little girl who bears so much. But I can’t do

anything. Hoyle Group’s turbulence, the gloominess of human nature, and the loss of bright eyes made

me want to hide and shrink. I had money in my bank card, but because I couldn’t expose my

whereabouts, I could only let you bear it. I once swore that when my eyes regained their eyesight and

got everything that belonged to Hoyle Family back, I would love you doubly, pet you, and take care of

you. But you don't give me such a chance.

December 31, 2010

I have been looking for you for another year, but you are still missing.

November 9, 2011

I dreamed of you again, but I couldn't see your face in the dream.

November 1, 2011

Girl, do you believe in miracles? I was in this city and heard the voice so close to you. I watched the

woman come aggressively, and in order to vent her friend’s anger. She rebuked a man who had just

been laughing and chatting at the wine table, without giving him a chance to refute, and then left

proudly. I remembered her name, Olive Steele. But, was she you?

November 8, 2011

She was surprised when she saw me, but she covered it well. However, she didn't dare to look my

eyes directly. I became her new boss, and when I first met her, she wanted to resign. It was almost

noon, and I talked with her while eating. Passing her the menu, what she ordered was what I like. This

was a coincidence, or she was you, girl. Naturally, I would not approve of her resignation.

November 18, 2011

I asked her to be my assistant, and she needed to be on duty for 24 hours, but she bargained with me

with sharp teeth, it was a bit like you back then. The work given to her for the first time turned into a

mistake, but her remedy was also perfect, and her voice at the meeting was very sweet, and I felt it

more like you, girl, I seemed to smell your breath.

November 20, 2011

She graduated from Jiangcheng University and I asked her why she didn't stay in Jiangcheng. She said

indifferently that the city was big and full of stress, and she didn't find a job for more than half a year, so

she ran back to her hometown in a desperate manner. However, the result of my investigation was that

five years ago, because of her excellent grades and outstanding ability, she had three opportunities.

One was to make her be a graduate student, one was to work in Wanda, and the other was that the Bo

Ya company where she was an intern had already given her a regular job. Olive Steele, she was lying,

she was hiding something.

November 23, 2011

I deliberately put that shirt in the closet and asked her to pack my business trip luggage. I managed to

see her dazed expression, and she didn't even notice that I was watching her expression. Girl, if it's not

you, why this suit made you so interested.

November 28, 2011

I took her to dive, talked about you on an uninhabited island, and tested her, but she looked disgusted.

In the end, was it because I misunderstood her or she pretended to be so. I told her the story of One

Meter Sunlight that you told me, but she told me another version.

November 30, 2011

Girl, if she was not you, would you feel that my body betrayed you.

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