The Innocent Wife of Scheming President
Chapter 22: Met a Ghost at Midnight (1)

Olive curled her lips, wanting to detour. However, that man moved thenewspaper away and sat straightly. He passed a bottle of wine withconfusing as well as beautiful eyes, “Hey, stay with me, I am lovelorn.”Olive looked around and found herself was closest to the bench whileothers were over ten meters away.

The world never was short of lovelorn people.

Somehow, she took the bottle in his hand, “Cheers for the lovelorn.”She newly broke up with someone.

“Hey, aren't all women realistic and merciless? She always said sheloved me when I worn designer clothes, drove famous cars and usedcredit cards, which pleased me a lot. However she changed when I hadnothing. Why did she betray me and leave me? Why couldnt she waitme to raise up again? How can women be so bad, so merciless?”

Olive looked at him sympathetically. He looked handsome and was asyoung as her. There was tears in his eyes that he endured not to fallthem off.

Men seldom cried. He might truly fell in love with someone who had noluck to own him.

She drank a few sips, and wiped her mouth by the back of hand, “Notreally. Some women are just so stupid. Even they know they can't fall inlove, they love men anyway without strings. They are afraid to be theburden thus they choose to leave and miss men after departure.”

The young man startled a moment and become silent, “Are you talkingabout yourself?”

Olive smiled, “Yeah, it is me. Therefore, not all women are bad. Thatwoman who left you isn't suitable for you. But one day, you will meetyour true love, the right person in the right place.”

The young man was silent, lowering his head as if he was thinkingabout something.

After finishing one bottle of wine, Olive patted him on the shoulder, * Itis gonna be OK. Thanks for the wine and goodbye.”

Some farewells meant people never met again while some didn't.

It was unexpectedly that another encounter happened not soon afterwhen Chloe took her to a newly opened bar for entertainment. He wasthe boss of that bar. Hence, they became friends

Thinking about it now, Olive couldn't help but sighed that destiny wasso wonderful.

Olive bought anti-alcoholic drugs. Ivy looked at the neon lights in thestreet and said, “You are right. Time is the best medicine for pain. Chloewill get through it with such a friend like you.”

They said goodbye to each other. As soon as Olive turned around, hereyes couldn't open under the strong light of the unexpected car andher body unconsciously dodged to the roadside.

As the car sped by, the water was splashed to her beige pants whichwas full of mud immediately.

Olive couldn't help but scold, “What kind of guy is that? Doesn't he fearto meet ghosts at midnight with such driving speed?”

But it was beyond her imagination that the ghost in the car was AlanHoyle.

Alan found her at waiting bar and followed her to the communitysomehow. Then he saw a man and Olive walk intimately, talk with eachother.

Apparently, from his view, they were so close.

That man seemed to care about Olive a lot. When she boughtsomething across the street, he accompanied her, sent her back andthen drove away.

Seeing this made Alan uncomfortable.

Did they fall in love?

Olive Steele, were you the one I was looking for? Why did you make mefeel so different?

Olive certainly didn't know that there was a pair of eyes stared at heruntil she disappeared at the stairs. She missed him especially atmidnight. She couldn't help but remind of him. Such feeling followedher like her shadow, tortured her and repeatedly appeared at herdreams.

The most distance in the world wasn't death and life but that peoplefeared to recognize each other when they clearly knew.

Olive dazedly woke up at midnight. Toughing the bed, she found Chloewas missing.

Hearing the faint sobs from the living room, she worn a coat andturned on the light.

Chloe curled up on the sofa with hair dishevelled like a ghost atmidnight. Without much reaction to the sudden light, she only blinked.After all, she pretended to act lively. Such hangover couldn't relief herpain from divorce.

Olive put a blanket on her, “Chloe, be strong.”

“I am fine.” Chloe raised her head and there was a tough smile on herlips which looked miserable, “It's just a divorce..."

But she couldn't pretend again. As soon as the word of divorce cameout, her tears all fell off.

“When he was pursuing me, he prepared a car of roses, lit up heartshaped candles in the grass under dormitory, and took out the ring topropose. He said he would take care of me for the whole life. How canhe forget that so quickly? How can men love another so quickly..."Finally, Chloe burst into tears and couldn't speak well.