The Innocent Wife of Scheming President
Chapter 21: I Divorced (1)

At the crucial moment, Olive’s mobile phone rang. Olive's father's voicewas in a hurry and panic, “Olive, your mother has a stroke and is in thehospital. Come and have a look.”

Olive's mind went blank, “How did this happen?”

“I don't know. She was watching TV as usual, and she said she wasabout to pour a glass of water to drink. She fainted as soon as she gotup. Now she is in emergency room.”

“I'll be right over.” After hanging up the phone, Olive put the bag in herhand and quickly got up. “Mr. Hoyle, I'm sorry I can't eat with youtoday. I had to go first.”

The more anxious, the worse, she couldn't stop an empty taxi whenhailing a taxi. Looking at the taxies flying past her without a taxi to stop,her face became pale and she stamped her feet with anger.

Alan drove up to her, “get in. I'll take you, but you have to show me theway."

Olive hesitated for only a second before she quickly opening the doorand sitting up, “thank you.”

Arriving at the hospital, Olive’s mother happened to be pushed out ofthe emergency room.

“Doctor, how is my mother?”

“Doctor, how is my wife?”

Olive and her father asked simultaneously.

The doctor took off the mask, “Because of the timely rescue, she has nolife danger, and will soon wake up, but she needs to stay in the hospitalfor observation for a few days.”

Olive leaned against the wall, and relieved. It's right.

Mother was the lifeblood of her father. The two of them helped andcomforted each other in the most of their lives. Although their lives hadnot been easy, they never quarreled with each other. Olive always feltthat her parents were the most loving couple in the world, and ifsomething happened to her mother, she couldn't imagine whether herfather would be able to bear it.

Fortunately, it's all right now.

“One of you will pay for it.” The nurse said

Olive came back to earth. All hospital treatment came with a cost. Youwould be reprimanded, withdrawn medicine, and kicked out of thehospital, if you didn’t pay cost.

“I'll pay, dad. You stay with mom.”

However, when she came to the charging window, she found that shedidn’t had enough money to pay cost.

“Use this.” Alan passed a bank card.

“You haven't left?” Olive was so obsessed with her mother that shenever noticed him running up and down with her. She thought he leftearly.

“Is there anything else I can do for you?”

“Thank you. I'll pay you back in a few days.” Was this the reason thatshe looked at him a few times, and naturally no one knew her thought.“No, it's in your paycheck. If you want a few days off, Ill give you aweek's paid leave. In seven days, I'd like to see Olive come to report tome.”

“Mr. Hoyle, why does you have to hire the employee like me who wantsto leave you company?”

“Mr. Geve is very appreciating you. Although his company has sold meand he knows there will be some changes in his personnel, he hasconsistently recommended you.”

It was just that. She thought too much. But suddenly he changed histone, “And if I want to keep a person, she won't be able to leave even ifshe has a thousand talents.”

The back shadow of his leaving made Olive suddenly be confusedabout his motivation to keep her.

Olive got a call from Chloe this afternoon, “Honey, I'm finally free. Whydon't you come to waittingbar tonight and have a drink with me tocelebrate my single status?”

After all, the prince and Cinderella's story ended. The happy endingonly existed in the fairy tale, and the reality was always very cruel.

It was cruel enough that Olive couldn't imagine that she could be withAlan,

Now his social status seemed to be high in the sky. He was not a mandown and out. Even when he was down and out, he was a man ofstrong background. The distance between her and him, which had beenmore than a little, was now even more remote.

When Olive arrived at waittingbar, Chloe was singing and dancing onstage, looking like a crazy woman, she throwing down the microphoneto flirt with the new bartender halfway, and demanding all the bestbottles of Ivy.

Ivy was the owner of this bar. He was tall with white skin, like yearswithout sunshine. He had a kind of weak feminine beauty with apopular word to describe that he was a flower boy.

Now he’s standing there shaking his head at Chloe's antics.

If Chloe was her best friend in this city, then Ivy was her male intimateof five years.

The bartender, who was not very old, and who had just entered theprofession, had turned red at the end of his ears at the flirtation andinnuendo of the Chloe, and stood there abashed, eagerly waiting forthe boss to rescue him.

But the boss turned a blind eye to all this and took a leisurely sip of hiswine.

Olive smiled when she saw this, and her worries were finally relieved.The woman was as heartless as ever.

She said she was relieved on the phone. May she really think throughit? It was better to give up the rubbish love as soon as possible.

Her incredible resilience had made Olive stunned. She hadn't been ableto climb out of that abyss of emotion in five years.

Chloe saw her, came over and hugged her, “Olive baby, you're here atlast.”

Every time she called her baby, Olive got goose bumps and shecouldn't help shivering.

Chloe rested Olive on the high chair and waved to Ivy. “Come on, youtwo, and you're going to spend tonight with me in celebrating mysingle status,” she said

Chloe's eyes were a little swollen tonight, and she applied thick eyeshadow to cover it up. However, her face was still so impeccable thateven the bartender couldn't help peeping her out of sight.

Olive didn't drink alcohol unless she had to. She had a bad stomach.These years of busy work made her eat out of order, and damaged herstomach.

Tonight, however, she wouldn't refuse. Although Chloe smiled brightly,but the bruise to the bottom of her heart couldn't heal so fast.

Friends was used to heal and accompany anyway.