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.

in embarrassment. The

question in a bid

she knew perfectly how to get back at her in

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

and the atmosphere was a bit

in a gleam of vigilance. She walked over to the bed

the big, soft

must be

to give him a pulse, she stretched out her

second, her slender waist was clasped by

spinning, and before saying jack, he was already

informed that her husband was a

that had just grabbed her waist were strong

“Who is he?”

and pressed against his

and bent his

move.

quick, accurate and

are you? Let me go!” Olive struggled

fabric.

do you want to have s*x?” A

Degenerate!

the possibility of the man in the

landed on the zip

unzipping it.

grabbed his hands,

Can you

Moan?

sneaky voice form

Samantha. “Madam,

go back…”

old lady hushed angrily, “I’ll listen with my

was going on, but Elvis pressed her shoulder with one

back, “Hurry

to put up a show for the old lady

cooperation.

“I can’t do that.”

She’s only twenty years old or

eyes reserved and shy. Elvis two big hands

pulled it off.

skin turned cold, she wrapped her hands

asked again, but in

his hands on her side, trapping her

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