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.

The wedding

but Olive had to ask such question in a bid

perfectly how to get back at her in

Red Villa and was ushered into her room. The lights were not

dark and the atmosphere was

eyes shone in a gleam of vigilance. She walked over to

the

be

a pulse,

was clasped by few thin fingers. She

and before saying jack, he was already on.

informed that her husband was a sick

had just grabbed her waist were strong and clearly

“Who is he?”

quickly bent her knees and pressed against his

easily dodged her attacks and bent his knees,

move.

was quick, accurate and

Let me go!” Olive struggled hard as

fabric.

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

Degenerate!

on the possibility of the man in the room

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

unzipping it.

hands, “What are

moan. Can

Moan?

voice form outside the room. It was a

madam Samantha. “Madam, this isn’t

go back…”

listen with my ears, not with

to see what was going on, but Elvis pressed her shoulder with one

back, “Hurry

a show for the old lady

cooperation.

“I can’t do that.”

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

and shy. Elvis two big hands came

pulled it off.

felt her skin turned cold, she wrapped her hands around her

you moan now?” Elvis asked again,

trapping her

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