The Innocent Wife of Scheming President
Chapter 506: Are You Pregnant?

The photographer was a young and handsome French man named Ferdinand. He was a half Chineseexpert. He gave Olive a warm hug and kiss as soon as they met, then he said with some Frenchaccent, “I've heard about you for a long time. Now I've met you and you're really a stunner.”Ferdinand looked at her. For him, she was a pure appreciation of beauty, but for Alan, it wasn't thesame thing.

“Enough, Ferdinand. I asked you to take pictures, not to entice and flirt with my woman,” as he said,he pulled Olive back to him.

Men had a common problem, which was they couldn't tolerate other men's predatory eyes on thewoman they liked. Alan's words made the corners of Olive’s mouth twitch. Didn't he invite theperson himself? Was he not know him well?

Ferdinand indifferently pursed his lips, “Do you think your woman is so easily taken away by othermen? Seriously, you don't need to be that jealous. Be careful or your woman will run away fromyour over-jealousy. You Chinese have an old saying—you shouldnt desire your friend's wife. Don'tworry. Although I'm chivalrous, I'm not a jerk. I still have the qualities I should have. Otherwise, youwon't become my friend too, right?”

Alan had friends in all kinds of industries and from all trades, no matter their social status.

The shooting went well and they were happy. Every action and every expression when they laughwere so natural.

Nowadays, wedding photos were popular in foreign scenic spots. It was both romantic touristic.Alan provided a lot of famous romantic touristic places outside for Olive to choose. There were stilltime. He could let her enjoy the process slowly.

But Olive thought that it didn’t matter where they took the photos and what they would wear. Theimportant thing was with who she took the most important photos in life with.

So, in the end, she didn't choose any and just in Luo City.

In her eyes, Luo City was also a beautiful city and there were also many locations suitable forwedding photographs. She felt that was no need for such fanfare. Happiness didn't lie in how grandthe form was, but how close the heart was.

In the past, whenever she saw a new couple taking wedding photos in the open, she would stop andstay for a while, feeling a little envious. She would always feel melancholy for a long time.

At that time, she would never have thought that one day in the future, she could also become abeautiful scenery in the eyes of others and became the object of their admiration and amazement.Alan still took her to the lotus pond in Jiangcheng for a group shot and Olive had no objection.This was a special place. There were too many memories in common between the two people. Theygot to know each other and loved each other here, which deserved to be the most important andprecious commemoration.

On that day, Olive wore a pink wedding dress, slim and graceful standing in the center of the lotuspond. There were lotuses in her background, layering on top of each other. The scent were in the airthrough the breeze. She was like a lotus flower.

Alan was rowing the boat and Ferdinand asked them to play as usual, chat and laugh. He didn’tmind their intimate behavior. This man was good at capturing moving shots in an instant withoutthe need for those deliberate poses.

There were many lotus flowers blooming in the lotus pond. There were the white one, pink, and red.They were graceful and some with small heads.

Olive bent down and plucked a flower. She held it in her hand and carefully smelled it.

This reminded Ferdinand of an ancient Chinese poem, “Pick the lotus in the south pond in autumn,the lotus is above the head; bow your head and get the lotus seeds, they're as clear as water.”

This was the only shooting location where Annie didn't participate. Alan asked her why she didn'twant to go. She said like an adult that it was their secret garden and it wasn't convenient for a thirdperson to participate. She had to give them both some space.

This was one of them. The half of the reason she didnt say it as she hid it in her heart. Alan couldmore or less guess that it was probably related to her mother.

Child had sensitive heart. He was very guilty of the shadow he had brought to the child, so he didn'tforce it when Annie didnt want to go. In her heart, even if the old lady accepted her, he was worriedthat she would only be the closest with her grandparents in Luo City.

After taking photos, Olive said to Alan, “Let's go see your mother.”

"Aren't you afraid my mother will ignore you again?” Alan had a headache as soon as he thought ofhis mother's attitude.

"Avoiding isn't the way. We have to face it after all. Don’t you think?” Olive had always felt that liferequired a positive attitude and this was the reason why she had been able to stand strong for somany years.

Alan said nothing and just kissed her on the forehead, then he held her hand firmly.

At dusk, the old lady saw them getting off the car in front of the garden. She was taken aback, “Youguys..."

Olive smiled a little, “We come to see you. Are we not welcomed?”

The old lady unhappily said, “You guys are here already. Do you want me to kick you all out?”

Olive happened to see a servant cleaning. She walked over and said, “Lend me.”

Although the servant was puzzled, she still handed the mop to her. She passed it back to the oldlady and said with a smile, “I don't mind if you use this to kick me out.”

The old lady's eyes rounded in anger. This woman was simply provoking her, “Do you think I don’tdare to do so?”

Olive blinked, "Of course, you dare to. But I'm still a guest of your house and I believe Mrs. Hoylewouldn't be so shallow.”

Her words made Mrs. Hoyle speechless in a second. In the end, she snorted coldly and waved off.She was neither inviting them to stay nor chasing them out, showing them her back.

Ada stood upstairs and happened to see the scene and couldn't help but smiled. She knew that hermother’s heard had actually softened, but her mouth was still holding on.

The old lady was actually a lively person. These days, Aoba purposely used the office as his home.She was also busy with the company. The Hoyle's residence suddenly seemed to be empty from alively family. So many times she watched her picking up the phone, pressing a number, then puttingit down and she sighed.

Sometimes, she wanted to say something. If she had known about today, she wouldn't be afraid ofirritating the old lady.

She just didn’t expect that her eldest brother and Olive would come to the Hoyle's residence beforetheir wedding.

Ada flew downstairs to meet them.

“Brother, sis-in-law, why are you here?”

Olive laughed, “Surprised?”

“To be honest, a little,” Ada answered honestly.

“We come to see you guys.”

When the old lady heard this, she ambiguously snorted, “Come to see whether this old lady hasdied or not, huh?”

“Mother, who talks like you?” Ada scolded her, then turned to comfort Olive. “Don't let it get intoyour heart.”

Olive smiled nonchalantly. If she had let it in, she would have been mad since earlier.

“Mrs. Hudson, Mrs. Hudson...” the old lady called out.

Mrs. Hudson rushed out of the kitchen in a hurry while wiping the water on her hands with herapron. “I'm here, madam. What's the matter?”

"Add a few dishes for dinner, lest anyone say that the Hoyle doesn't serve their guests,” the old ladyordered stiffly.

"Okay." So this was why. Mrs. Hudson had thought something serious happened as she called herso hurriedly. In fact, even if she hadn't ordered her, she knew that young master and Ms. Olive hadcome and the kitchen would make several more dishes.

The corners of Olive’s mouth twitched and quietly curled.

The old lady shut herself in her room upstairs, as if she didn’t want to see her.

She sat on the bed in dazed, holding the portrait of her deceased husband. She muttered, “Alan isabout to get married. Tell me, am I really wrong?”

She didn't go downstairs until it was dinner time and Aoba had also returned.

When the old lady saw him, she couldn't help but got angry. “You still know how to come home.”

“I was busy with work,” Aoba answered with a laugh.

“Busy, busy, busy. You really think I'm confused. It's just your excuse for not wanting to come home.”Actually, Mrs. Hoyle understood that her youngest son refused to come home mostly because shetalked too much. But sometimes, she found herself couldn't control her mouth, especially when sheheard him on the phone with that woman, Chloe Malam, and it made her couldn't help but say afew words.

In contrast, after getting along with Olive Steele, she felt that she could slowly accept to change hermindset. But the kind of woman like Chloe Malam, she hadn't found the possibility to accept her.The thought of that woman made her unbearably angry and even called her old witch. She trulydidn't like that woman's arrogance.

Olive still could act a little courteous towards elders. Yet that woman was simply a shrew, wild anduntamable.

What was more she had such a family background. She felt sick when she thought of the greed ofthat family. She didn't want her son to replace a time bomb by his side.

“Is your work going smoothly?” Alan tried to break the deadlock.

“The job you gave me isn't easy but it still has to be done smoothly, or I would embarrassed youand I'll be doomed.” Who asked him to make a deal with his older brother? It was for him to be ablemarrying Chloe smoothly that he was willing to come out now. He wasn't interested in business andit was for a beautiful woman.

A piece of steamed mandarin fish was served on the table. It was the usual scent, but didn’t knowwhy Olive found it smelled fishy. Her stomach suddenly didn't feel good. It came so fast that shehad no time to get up. She could only cover it and gagged twice.

Alan watched her turn pale, “What's wrong?”

“Nothing.” Olive waved off. This uncomfortable feeling came and gone fast.

"Are you pregnant?” The old lady observed as she was an experienced person, but she still askedvery carefully.

Unexpectedly, her son was the first to respond and denied it completely, “No way.”

Alan thought he had always been very careful and pregnancy was impossible. The only thing hecould think of was that his girl was tired from taking wedding photos and work these days.

“I'll accompany you to the hospital tomorrow for a check-up.” The old lady wasn't discouraged byher son's words.

But for the sudden change in her attitude towards Olive stunned the Hoyle's three siblings. Theylooked at each other and thought, “Is she concerned?’