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

but Olive had to ask such question in

slide as she knew perfectly how to get back

at the Red Villa and was ushered into her room. The lights were

thus it was pitch dark and

in a gleam of vigilance. She walked over

lying on the

must be her

out to give him a pulse, she stretched out

slender waist was clasped

spinning, and before saying jack, he was already

She was informed that her husband was a sick man.

were strong and clearly that

“Who is he?”

against his

attacks and bent his knees, causing her to be

move.

quick,

go!” Olive struggled

fabric.

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

Degenerate!

the man in the room

on the zip of her dress,

unzipping it.

grabbed his hands,

Can

Moan?

sneaky voice form outside the room. It was a maid

the Old madam Samantha.

go back…”

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

what was going on, but

her back, “Hurry

to put up a show for the

cooperation.

“I can’t do that.”

him. She’s only twenty years

reserved and shy. Elvis

pulled it off.

felt her skin turned cold, she wrapped her

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

on her side, trapping her in his arms

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