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 the older

of Olive, so she brought her back as

man she was being married to

about, but at this moment,

of her was arrogant and

worship.

say something, but at this moment, the man

table. He narrowed his handsome eyes

fright, he said hastily, “Young master, I’ll call

doctor now!”

bright eyes moved down. The hands that were propped up

a sign

Is he sick?

He turned abruptly and said to the butler,

that she couldn’t leave at the moment.

needed to take hold of the identity as the bride of the

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

I can

“Get out! Elvis growled.

only did Olive not get away, she even walked

Poria cocos, and gastrodia elata. If my guess

you have insomnia.”

Olive

face, “What’s the

the sleep disorder progresses, it will seriously affect a person’s

should rest and relax.”

long and narrow eyes grew redder and

and grabbed Olive’s neck.

very delicate. As long as he continued choking her,

dead in no

go of

could breath was

a silver needle

and sat on the

Elvis’s hand

breath. The man in front of her was

could turn him from an elegant and noble man into a monster at any

no choice but surge

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