Chapter 2 The Newlywed Husband

Monica was a popular actress in the entertainment industry when she was young. Even

after having two daughters, she still took care of her body. Just like a beautiful charming

young woman.

She was a mistress, but her skills were extremely high. Not only did she successfully

dethrone the real wife. She also moved herself to the position of Matriarch in the Hart’s

family.

Monica had indeed made the wedding glamorous. Even Olive’s wedding dress had

been customized from Paris at a very huge cost. Everyone did praise her for a job well

done.

Olive pretended as though she was devoid of knowledge. She looked through the door

expectantly, “Why isn’t the groom here?”

Immediately she was done speaking, Monica’s expression changed greatly. Everyone

stared at one another in awe.

“Isn’t she aware that she’s about marrying an ill man?” questioning look showed on

faces of the guests.

Patrick stepped forward, his eyes a little guilty and dodgy, “Olive, the groom isn’t feeling

too well. So he can’t come. But you’ll meet him once we’re done done here.”

An obedient smile arched on her lips. “Okay dad. I should be heading to meet him.”

Olive was led by Patrick into a luxury G–wagon which parked in the hotel’s garage. She

waved at him and he nodded in response, as the car sped off.

They guests were sympathetic that she wasn’t aware of her husband’s condition. They

all looked at Monica and began to whisper sarcastic words.

Although Monica was quite stunning, she was a stepmother who made another

woman’s child marry a sick man.

The wedding was originally

ask such question in

she knew perfectly how to get back at her

the Red Villa and was ushered into her room. The

was pitch dark and the atmosphere was

in a gleam of vigilance. She walked over to the

lying on the big, soft

be her new

pulse, she stretched out

the next second, her slender waist was clasped by few thin fingers. She

world was spinning, and before saying jack, he was already on. top

that her

just grabbed her waist were strong and clearly that

“Who is he?”

quickly bent her knees and pressed against his crotch. But the man

He easily dodged her attacks and bent his knees,

move.

quick, accurate

struggled hard

fabric.

do you want to have s*x?” A deep magnetic

Degenerate!

on the possibility of the man in

had already landed on the zip

unzipping it.

his hands, “What are

moan. Can you

Moan?

this moment, Olive heard a sneaky voice form outside the room.

beckoning on the Old madam Samantha. “Madam, this isn’t good. We had

go back…”

angrily, “I’ll listen with

to see what was going on, but Elvis pressed her

back, “Hurry

a

cooperation.

“I can’t do that.”

stared at the girl beneath him. She’s only

Elvis two big hands came to her dress

pulled it off.

she

moan now?” Elvis asked again, but in a more

his hands on her side, trapping

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