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 originally

to ask such question in

she knew perfectly how to get back at her in

ushered

dark and the atmosphere was a

shone in a gleam of vigilance. She walked over

lying on the big, soft

be her new

give him a pulse, she

her slender waist was clasped by few

world was spinning, and before saying jack, he was

was galvanized. She was informed that her husband was a

had just grabbed her waist were strong and clearly that of

“Who is he?”

her knees and pressed against his crotch. But

attacks and bent his knees, causing her

move.

quick, accurate

you? Let me go!” Olive struggled hard as their bodies rubbed through the

fabric.

to have s*x?” A deep

Degenerate!

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

already landed on the

unzipping it.

quickly grabbed his hands, “What are you

moan. Can you

Moan?

sneaky voice form outside the room. It was a maid

madam Samantha.

go back…”

listen with

see what was going on, but Elvis pressed

back, “Hurry up

up a show for the

cooperation.

“I can’t do that.”

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

reserved and shy. Elvis two

pulled it off.

cold, she wrapped

now?” Elvis asked again, but

on her side, trapping her in his arms

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