The Innocent Wife of Scheming President
Chapter 43: I Am not Your Type

It was time for sunset. The setting sun dyed the sea golden. Eventhough the scenery was beautiful, she was not in the mood for enjoyingit. She just wanted to go back and stay away from this dangerous man.“It seems that we have to spend the night on the island tonight.” Alan'svoice drifted from behind.

Olive Looked back, glaring at him with anger. "You did it on purpose,did not you? "

Alan didn't say no.

Olive turned around and faced him. "What exactly do you want fromme? My body? I believe there are so many beautiful women who arewilling to throw themselves to you. So you do not have to put yourtime and energy on me. I am not your type."

The sea breeze was blowing his handsome face, which made himblurred. His voice was deep, confused and so close but also seemed sofar away. " I also want to know what on you are always so attractive forme. I really do not know... It has been five years, you are the firstwoman to give me such a strong feeling, girl... "

He looked into her eyes. These eyes were so serious and so fervent, asthe lotus blossoming in the summer night.

Olive almost got stuck in his eyes. “Girl” made her heart flutter. And hertears were about to fall down. But there seemed to be a pair of invisiblehands dragging her mind.

What a coward she was. She wanted to love him, but she also dared notto love. She was afraid to take even a small step toward him.

“Are you done? Now call the ship. I am not interested in you richpeople's trick to amuse women.” She impatiently interrupted him with acold face.

Alan was disappointed. He could only see her hatred to a playboythrough her frown. Olive, are you good at hiding your feeling or myintuition is wrong?

As the sky darkened, Olive impatiently walked on the beach. Wherevershe went, she maintained a safe distance of several meters from him.She didn't know whether her phone was broken in the hotel or thesignal was weak on the island. She couldn“t dial a number. He just didnot take the phone with him. She was sure that he did it on purpose.She was not afraid she would be stuck on the island. Alan planned it, sothere must be someone to pick them up. But on this barren island,single man and woman spent the night together, which madeatmosphere weird.

Alan lay himself casually on the beach with his hands folded behind hishead. "Don’t walk around, I feel dizzy. In fact, it is not that bad to spendthe night here. We can watch the stars at night, listen to the sound ofthe waves and see the sunrise in the morning.”

Sunrise...

He always remembered that in those dark days, she had been leaningon his chest and comforting him. "When your eyes are better, I will takeyou to see the sunrise on Fairy Mountain. I heard that a meter ofsunshine can be seen there. Tale said that someone who see a meter ofsunshine will be blessed by gods there. And they will have the mostperfect love on earth. "

He kissed her on her hair and laughed. "Did you not believe the gods?Why you believe it now?"

She softly hit him. "You are such a wood, know nothing aboutromance.”

He grabbed her hands and kissed her lips. "My romance is to look atyou every day and be with you all my life."

Then he regained his sight, but she did not fulfill her promise. He hadclimbed the top of the Fairy Mountain more than once and saw thesunrise alone, but he had not seen a meter of sunshine.

After all, she lied to him.

Liar.

But what did she take from him? She did not want money or power. Infact, she didn't take anything from him, except his heart.

He still do not understand what woman's heart was made of.

Olive slightly snorted. "I really don’t know that Mr. Hoyle has such agood aesthetic mood. And not afraid of catching a cold because of thecold wind. *

Alan turned his head and looked at her. “You girls are too weak toprotect yourselves against the wind. I do not mind if you want myembrace to keep you warm. It's free.”

“I am afraid that I will pay for it.” Olive tries to keep her mind clear andresisted the temptation to embrace. In fact, she wants to hug him, too.The stars in the sky twinkled more clearly with the night coming, likesome gems hanging there.

It was dark. And the leaves rustled in the wind, like the sound of insectsgnawing the leaves. Cold air gradually got in their skin, almost straightin to their heart.

Olive was tired of walking back and forth, sat on the beach and held herlegs tight. It was not true she said she was not afraid of darkness.Annie was so young but liked to watch the animal world, especiallypythons. That was a kind of cold cold-blooded animal. Oliveaccompanied her daughter to watch a few episodes, remembered thatthere was a kind of python called anaconda, which was often into themarsh or the islands, had a long body and unlimited strength and couldwrap preys to death, and then swallow them.

Thinking about it, she got goose bumps.

“Alan...”

“Well?”

“Is there a snake or something on this island?”

He smiled softly. "Are you afraid? "

Olive didn’t answer him.

Of course, she was afraid but she didn’t want to admit it in front of him.Suddenly she felt that there was something climbing her body, whichmade her flesh creep, hands and legs waving and scream.

“Don't be afraid, it is me.” He held her in his arms skillfully as if he haddone it a thousand times.

Olive patted her chest to calm down and hit him on the shoulder. "Youare so quiet, do you want to frighten me to death?”

“I thought you are fearless, but I did not think you would be so panicfor this.” His expression could not be seen in the dark, but it could beheard from his words that he was satisfied by her fear.

“Childish.” Olive said and wanted to push him away, but he held hertighter.

“Do not move. Just give me a second. Just a second.” His voice was alittle confused and husky, seemed to be pleading.

Olive's heart was softened. She stiffly leaned her body against his arms.