The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

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.

embarrassment. The wedding was originally under

Olive had to ask such question in a bid to

knew perfectly how to get

Villa and was ushered into her room. The lights were

and the

gleam of vigilance. She walked over to the bed and

lying on the

must be her new

reached out to give him a pulse, she stretched out her index finger towards

next second, her slender waist was clasped by

and before saying jack, he

informed that her

had just grabbed her waist were strong and

“Who is he?”

and pressed against his crotch. But the man was

and bent his

move.

quick, accurate

Olive struggled hard as their

fabric.

is enthusiastic, do you want to have

Degenerate!

suddenly pondered on the possibility of the man in the room being her

had already landed on the zip of her

unzipping it.

quickly grabbed his hands, “What

moan. Can

Moan?

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

madam Samantha.

go back…”

“I’ll listen with my ears, not

going on, but Elvis pressed her shoulder

pushed her back, “Hurry up

put up a show for

cooperation.

“I can’t do that.”

at the girl beneath him. She’s only twenty years old

reserved and shy. Elvis two big

pulled it off.

her skin turned cold, she wrapped her hands around her

Elvis asked again, but in a more

her side, trapping her in his arms and initiating