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.

fluttered in embarrassment. The wedding was

such question in a bid to stymy

how to

ushered into her room.

was pitch dark and the atmosphere was a

vigilance.

lying on the

be her

pulse,

slender waist was clasped by few thin fingers. She

spinning, and before saying

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

had just grabbed her waist were strong and clearly that of a

“Who is he?”

her knees and pressed against

bent his knees, causing her

move.

quick, accurate

go!” Olive struggled hard

fabric.

is enthusiastic, do you want to have s*x?” A deep magnetic voice

Degenerate!

of the man in the room being

already landed on the zip

unzipping it.

grabbed his hands,

moan. Can you

Moan?

voice form outside the room. It was a

Old madam Samantha. “Madam, this

go back…”

listen

on, but

back, “Hurry up

a show for the old lady

cooperation.

“I can’t do that.”

She’s only twenty years

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

pulled it off.

skin turned cold, she wrapped her hands around her

now?” Elvis asked again,

his hands on her side, trapping her

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