The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 3

Chapter 3 Squeeze Her Neck

A knock was heard on the door. “Young master.” Henry, the butler called from outside.

“Come in.” Elvis lightly raised his thin lips. Henry pushed open the door and walked in.

“Young master, young mistress, anything you would like me to do?”

Elvis stood beside the bed. He was wearing a simple white trousers with a black T–

shirt. One could tell the fabric was expensive, which looked like a handmade version.

They made him look tall and handsome, with a magnificent temperament.

Elvis lowered his eyes and skillfully flipped the silver button on his shirt with his fingers.

He glanced at Olive and said. “Do you wish to eat anything?”

Olive heart tensed. The marriage was planned by the older generation of the four most

powerful family in Los Angeles. The Augustines. The Blues. The Heavens and The

Dominos.

Elvis, the young master of the Augustine’s family, ruled the country with the dominant

place. He was the youngest and the most Handsome of business leaders. However, he

stayed anonymous and no one knew what he truly looked like.

The Red Villa was situated in a remote location. At first glance, one would think that

they weren’t a wealthy family.

Monica’s biggest wish was to marry both her daughters into the four major families in

Los Angeles. With the news of the son of the Augustine’s family being sick, Monica

really wanted to go against the contract by not giving any of her daughter to the

marriage.

But Patrick Hart was a feudal and filial person and was unwilling to violate the marriage

by

of Olive, so she brought

prior understanding, the man she was being married to was nothing

about, but at this moment, she

man in front of her was arrogant and condescending.

worship.

say something, but at this moment, the man

He narrowed

became that of fright, he said hastily,

doctor now!”

eyes moved down. The hands that were propped up in the

like a sign of

Is he sick?

and said to the butler, “Get

moment. She had left the

of the identity as the bride of the Red

fixedly, “You’re sick, what is it? I know

I can treat

“Get out! Elvis growled.

she even

Poria cocos, and gastrodia elata. If my

you have insomnia.”

at Olive in shock,

fell on Elvis’s handsome face, “What’s the extent of

progresses, it will seriously

should rest and relax.”

corners of Elvis’s long and narrow eyes grew redder and gloomier. He

and grabbed Olive’s neck.

long as he continued choking her, she was

dead in no

let go of her!” The

breath was getting

but she quickly pulled out a silver

and sat on

Elvis’s hand

man in front of her was way too dangerous.

from an elegant and noble man into a monster at any

had no choice but

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