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.

fluttered in embarrassment. The wedding

but Olive had to ask such question in a bid to

how to get back

ushered

and the atmosphere was a bit

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

on the big, soft

be

him a pulse, she

in the next second, her slender waist was clasped by few thin fingers.

and before saying jack,

that her husband was a

that had just grabbed her waist were strong

“Who is he?”

and pressed against his

easily dodged her attacks and bent

move.

was quick,

me go!” Olive struggled hard as their bodies

fabric.

do you want to have s*x?” A deep

Degenerate!

the possibility of the man in the

slender fingers had already landed on the zip of

unzipping it.

grabbed his hands, “What are

Can you do

Moan?

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

Samantha. “Madam, this isn’t

go back…”

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

was going on, but Elvis pressed her shoulder

pushed her back,

guessed that he needed to put up a show for

cooperation.

“I can’t do that.”

beneath him. She’s only twenty years old or

reserved and shy. Elvis two big hands came to her dress

pulled it off.

felt her skin turned cold, she wrapped her hands

again, but in a

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

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