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.

cheeks fluttered in embarrassment. The wedding was originally

but Olive had to ask such question

she knew perfectly how

ushered into her room.

and the atmosphere was a bit

of vigilance. She

the big, soft

must be her

pulse, she stretched out her

second, her slender waist was clasped

was spinning, and before saying jack, he

her husband was

were strong and clearly

“Who is he?”

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

He easily dodged her attacks and bent his knees,

move.

was quick,

Olive struggled

fabric.

enthusiastic, do you want to have s*x?” A deep magnetic voice

Degenerate!

pondered on the possibility of the man

landed on the zip of her dress, and

unzipping it.

his hands, “What are you

Can you

Moan?

Olive heard a sneaky voice form outside the room. It was a

Samantha. “Madam, this isn’t good.

go back…”

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

what was going on, but Elvis

her back,

needed to put up a show for the old lady and needed

cooperation.

“I can’t do that.”

She’s only twenty years old or odd. now

and her eyes reserved and shy. Elvis two big hands came

pulled it off.

skin turned cold, she wrapped her hands around her

again, but

on her side, trapping her in his arms and

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