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.

embarrassment. The wedding was originally under

such question in a bid to stymy

knew perfectly how to get back at her in

was ushered into her room. The

thus it was pitch dark and the atmosphere was a

shone in a gleam of vigilance. She

the big,

must be her new

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

slender waist was clasped by few thin fingers. She

was spinning, and before saying

galvanized. She was informed that her husband

waist were strong and clearly that of

“Who is he?”

and pressed against his crotch. But the man was

easily dodged her attacks and bent his

move.

was quick, accurate

Olive struggled

fabric.

do you want to have s*x?” A deep

Degenerate!

the

fingers had already landed on the

unzipping it.

grabbed his hands, “What

Can

Moan?

voice form

on the Old madam Samantha. “Madam, this isn’t

go back…”

lady hushed angrily, “I’ll listen with

what was going on, but Elvis pressed

back, “Hurry

he needed to put up a

cooperation.

“I can’t do that.”

him. She’s only twenty years

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

pulled it off.

cold, she wrapped her

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

on her side, trapping her in his

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