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

question in a bid

knew perfectly how to get back at

was ushered into her room. The lights were

dark and the atmosphere was a bit

in a gleam of vigilance. She walked over to

lying on the big,

be

to give him a pulse, she stretched

the next second, her slender waist was clasped

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

her husband was a sick man.

grabbed her waist were strong and clearly that of a

“Who is he?”

and pressed against

attacks and bent his knees, causing her to be

move.

was quick,

Let me go!” Olive struggled

fabric.

you want to have

Degenerate!

pondered on the possibility of the man in

fingers had already landed on the

unzipping it.

hands, “What are you

Can

Moan?

sneaky voice form outside the room. It was

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

go back…”

angrily, “I’ll listen with my

on, but Elvis

pushed her back,

put up a show for the old lady and

cooperation.

“I can’t do that.”

beneath him. She’s only twenty years old or odd.

and shy. Elvis two big hands came

pulled it off.

turned cold, she wrapped her hands around her slim

again,

his hands on her side, trapping her in his arms

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