The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 2

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.

in embarrassment. The wedding was originally

to ask such question in a bid

perfectly how

ushered into her room. The lights

and the atmosphere was a bit

vigilance. She walked over

on the

must be her new

pulse, she stretched out her index finger towards

slender waist was clasped by few thin

saying jack, he was already

informed that her

her waist were strong and clearly that of a

“Who is he?”

pressed against his crotch.

bent his knees, causing

move.

quick, accurate

go!” Olive struggled hard as

fabric.

want to have

Degenerate!

pondered on the possibility of the man in the

already landed on the zip of her dress, and

unzipping it.

quickly grabbed his hands, “What are

Can you do

Moan?

a sneaky voice form outside the room.

the Old madam Samantha. “Madam, this

go back…”

“I’ll listen with my ears, not

wanted to see what was going on, but Elvis pressed her shoulder with one

back, “Hurry up

put up a show for the old lady

cooperation.

“I can’t do that.”

at the girl beneath him. She’s only twenty years old or

her eyes reserved and shy. Elvis two big hands came to her dress

pulled it off.

turned cold, she wrapped her hands

asked again, but in a more

propped his hands on her side, trapping her

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