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.

in embarrassment. The wedding

to ask such question in a bid to stymy

as she knew perfectly how to get back at

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

dark and

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

on the big, soft

be

give him a pulse, she stretched out her

second, her slender waist was clasped by few

and before saying jack, he was

She was informed that her husband was a sick man. But

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

“Who is he?”

quickly bent her knees and pressed against his crotch. But the man was

easily dodged her attacks and bent his knees, causing her to be unable

move.

quick, accurate and

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

fabric.

want to

Degenerate!

pondered on the possibility of the man

already landed on

unzipping it.

quickly grabbed his hands,

Can you

Moan?

a sneaky voice form outside the room. It was

the Old madam Samantha. “Madam, this

go back…”

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

on, but Elvis pressed her shoulder with

pushed her back, “Hurry

put up a show for the old lady and needed

cooperation.

“I can’t do that.”

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

eyes reserved and shy. Elvis two big hands

pulled it off.

her skin turned cold, she wrapped her hands

again, but in a more calmer

on her side, trapping her in his arms