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 was

question in a bid to stymy

slide as she knew perfectly how to get back at her in

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

was pitch dark and the atmosphere

gleam of vigilance. She walked

lying on the big,

must be

give him a pulse, she stretched out

second, her slender waist was

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

was informed that her husband was a sick

had just grabbed her waist were strong and clearly that of a

“Who is he?”

pressed against his

and bent

move.

was quick, accurate

me go!” Olive struggled hard as their bodies rubbed

fabric.

to have s*x?”

Degenerate!

the possibility of the man in the room

man’s slender fingers had already landed on

unzipping it.

quickly grabbed his hands, “What are

Can you do

Moan?

form outside the room.

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

go back…”

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

going on,

her back, “Hurry up

up a show

cooperation.

“I can’t do that.”

stared at the girl beneath him. She’s only twenty years old or odd. now showing

shy. Elvis two big hands

pulled it off.

skin turned cold, she

asked again, but in a

his hands on her side, trapping her in his arms and initiating

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