The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

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

had to ask such question in

as she knew perfectly how to get back at her in

ushered into her room. The lights

was pitch dark and

gleam of vigilance. She walked over to

lying on the big,

be her new

to give him a pulse, she stretched out her index finger towards

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

and before saying jack, he was already on.

galvanized. She was informed that her husband was a sick man.

grabbed her waist were strong and

“Who is he?”

her knees and pressed against his crotch. But the

He easily dodged her attacks and bent his knees, causing her to be unable

move.

was quick, accurate and

me go!” Olive struggled hard

fabric.

enthusiastic, do you want to have s*x?”

Degenerate!

pondered on the possibility of the man in the room

already landed on

unzipping it.

quickly grabbed his hands, “What are you

moan. Can you do

Moan?

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

Old madam Samantha. “Madam, this

go back…”

angrily, “I’ll listen with my ears,

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

back, “Hurry

a show for the old lady and needed

cooperation.

“I can’t do that.”

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

Elvis

pulled it off.

her skin turned cold, she wrapped her hands around her

Elvis asked again, but in a more calmer

hands on her side, trapping