Chapter 242 The most romantic thing

Such a coquettish young girl！ Just wait and see how he would teach her. He threw her on the sofa
after getting home and jumped at her then put his hand through the collar. Olive Steele knew that she
had aroused his desire, so she dodged his kiss, "I'm going home."

"You're already home."

When would she consciously realize that this was not the hotel, but the place where he wished to have
a family with her. Even if it were not convenient for her to live in here every day, he would welcome her
with an opened door.

"I mean I want to go back to the Orange Garden." of course, she could understand what he meant.

"Could you stay with me tonight, okay?" he bent over her neck and breathed, "Come on."

He asked twice, which was like a child asking for candy. Then Olive Steele promised. He followed her
gaze and saw that the streetlights along the lake lit up the neighborhood through the glass walls. The
glass was the one-sided line of sight, so she did not have to worry about the problem of peeping. He
kissed her face, "Don't worry, no one can see inside."

"I'll not live here." Olive Steele pushed him away and ran upstairs. Then she looked back and smiled,
which was the most beautiful smile for him.

The coquettish young girl was seducing him. However, he could resist the seduction of thousands of
women except her.

In the morning, Olive Steele woke up with an itchy sensation in her belly and saw him lying there
rubbing her belly.

"What are you doing?" There was a strong nasal when she said. She propped herself up and sat up as
if her bones had fallen apart under his exertion.



Alan Hoyle said, "I was thinking about our first time in five years and you lied to me that it was the scar
left by the removal of the tumor. You are a real snake."

"That's why I stole your heart five years ago, right?" Olive Steele laughed. She did not want to spoil it
by talking about the past.

Alan Hoyle leaned over and kissed the scar on her belly, "You must have been painful at that time."

"It was okay but it was just terrible that I couldn't drink water all day after I gave birth to Annie and
couldn't get out of bed for a week. She offset the pain with an understatement, but Alan Hoyle was
more pitiful.

"Then we won't have any more children." He did not want her to suffer again and it was enough for him
to have Annie. He wanted a kid to keep her by his side but he did not know about Annie at that time.
Now that she was with him and they had Annie, which he was content. It did not matter whether the
child was a boy or a girl and whether it was named after him or her; neither of these forms was as
important as the fact that she loved him. No matter how many children there were, they would have a
family and leave their parents when they became adults. Only the husband and wife could stay
together old.

"But what if I want to give Annie a little brother?"

"We can adopt one if you want."

Olive Steele shook her head, "Although I don't want to have a baby now, I still want to give you a child
who bears your last name when everything settled down and I am going to call him as little Hoyle."

"Silly girl." he did not care so much but she interrupted him.



"Okay, it's a deal. Anyway, it's still early. I'm not too old in two or three years and you may change your
mind by then. The problem is that my stomach is growling and I'm hungry."

He looked at her helplessly and she had changed the subject so quickly that her stomach was not
growling as he had been on her stomach since early morning.

Then he rolled over and lifted her legs, "I'll able to make you breakfast when I'm full."

The exercises in the morning was like the fireworks blooming in her body. After that, he picked up the
clothes scattered on the stairs and went downstairs but she was tired and went back to sleep until he
woke her up for breakfast.

he sent her to the Angel Holiday Hotel to work after breakfast and took her to the hospital in the
afternoon. Olive Steele knew that he was also busy with his work but often leave time for her. So she
said, "You do not have to pick me up every day as you're also busy."

She did not need her car if it went on like that.

"Are you tired of me?" Alan Hoyle asked sadly.

"I'm afraid it will affect your work." Olive touched her forehead and Alan looked at her piteously.

Alan laughed, "There are no idle people in my company. As the boss, I need to know how to make
good use of people, so don't worry."

Well, he loved doing it.

She bought a bouquet of flowers and a basket of fruit at the flower shop near the hospital where was a
depressing place. She saw a lot of patients with puffy faces or sallow faces dressed in vertical gowns
along the way and They did not walk half as fast as normal people, and some even need help. At the



door of the ward, she saw Mr. Geve looking tenderly at his wife who was sitting by the bed cutting
apples for him. They grew old together and never abandon each other, what a blessing it was.


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