The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 4 Feed him with a spoon

Elvis’s finger halted. He stared at the Olive who had already fallen asleep.

He glanced at her neck and sighted a visible mark. Her skin was fragile.

Elvis turned around and returned to the sofa.

His sleep disorder was getting worse by the day. It definitely was not something her

silver needles could cure. However, she was skilled in medicine. Just now, he really did

take a nap on her.

Elvis gaze was focused on her slender figure on the bed. He wondered how she could

be so tiny and soft.

The following morning. Olive sat in the dining room, she was eating a pastrami

sandwich and a glass of smoothie laid on her table.

“Olly, I liked you as soon as I saw you. If ever Elvis dares to bully you, tell grandma,

grandma will help you beat him up.” Old Mrs Samantha teased with a smile on her face.

“Don’t stop Olly, drink some more smoothie.” Old Mrs Samantha beckoned.

“I will grandma.” Olive replied and drank from her glass.

“Good morning young master.” The maids voice sounded.

Elvis descended the stairs without responding to them.

Olive raised her eyes and stared at him. Elvis was clothed in a white shirt and black

trousers. Every step he took was magnetic. He was indeed alluring.

Behind him, an older nanny came down holding a piece of white beddings in her hands.

There was some blood stains on it.

She walked up to Olive and said. “Congratulations madam.”

When Olive saw it, she had questions in her mind. Because she was certain that she

and Elvis had done nothing the previous night.

stopped beside her. He tucked his

trousers and lowered his long body and whispered

breath a sigh of relief and was happy that nothing had really happened.

bent more further and

straightforward. Olive had

intimate, they

Samantha immediately covered her eyes with her hands, “I

guys can

her fingers

earlobe which was a bit reddish,

of a mature man. “Your twentieth

arrive. You’re nineteen years old. You’ve never had

young. But Elvis was

and mature.

breath flow across her

some.” Olive turned and fed him the pastrami

took a bite and chewed

glass of smoothie and made

immediately shouted,

He never shared a spoon or glass.

quickly left to

shivered. Elvis stood up straight. His face

drank half of the

Elvis’s action. Old Mrs

She did like Olive. And was convinced

destined for each other.

like my great–grandson will soon be in Olive’s stomach.” Mrs

squealed like a child.

glass of smoothie in her hands. Contemplating whether to drink from

not.

He looked at her with concern and said.

Go

her, drinking form it would

Olly, go ahead and have your meal. I’ll give

Samantha added.

ate half of her sandwich and emptied

eat anymore.

Η

stared at her cute and naive look, a sweet chuckle escaped his

asked Olive, “Olly, do you want to go

nodded, “Yes grandma. I want

You should visit your parents. Elvis, how about you