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 under

such question in a bid to

as she knew perfectly how to get

Red Villa and was ushered into her room. The

thus it was pitch dark and the

gleam of vigilance. She walked

the big, soft

be her

a pulse, she stretched out her index finger towards

was clasped

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

She was informed that her husband was

grabbed her waist were strong and

“Who is he?”

bent her knees and pressed against his crotch. But

and bent his knees, causing her to

move.

was quick,

go!” Olive struggled hard as their bodies rubbed through

fabric.

want to have s*x?” A

Degenerate!

the man in the room being

on the zip of her dress, and

unzipping it.

his hands, “What

Can you

Moan?

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

Old madam Samantha. “Madam, this isn’t good. We

go back…”

“I’ll listen

going on, but Elvis pressed her shoulder with

pushed her back, “Hurry up

guessed that he needed to put up a show for the

cooperation.

“I can’t do that.”

She’s only twenty

shy. Elvis two big hands came to her

pulled it off.

turned cold, she wrapped her hands around her slim

again, but in a

on her side, trapping her in his

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