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

such question in a bid to

she knew perfectly how to get back at

the Red Villa and was ushered

and the atmosphere was a bit

shone in a gleam of vigilance. She walked

lying on the big,

be her new

out to give him a pulse, she

slender waist was clasped by few

and before saying jack, he was

was informed that her husband

her waist were strong and clearly that of

“Who is he?”

her knees and pressed against his crotch. But the man

her attacks and bent his knees, causing her to be

move.

was quick,

Let me go!” Olive struggled hard as

fabric.

enthusiastic, do you want to

Degenerate!

the possibility of the man in

man’s slender fingers had already landed on the zip of her

unzipping it.

quickly grabbed his hands,

moan. Can you do

Moan?

this moment, Olive heard a sneaky voice form outside the room.

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

go back…”

hushed angrily, “I’ll listen with my ears, not

what was going on, but Elvis pressed her

back, “Hurry up

a show for the

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

pulled it off.

she wrapped her hands

now?” Elvis asked again, but in

hands on her side, trapping

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