The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 4

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.

her. He tucked his

trousers and lowered his long body and whispered into her ears.

was

bent more further

too straightforward. Olive

was a little intimate, they were like lovebirds whispering

covered her eyes with her hands, “I saw

guys

her fingers and

which was a bit reddish, and his heroic

raised, showing the evil charm of a mature man.

years old. You’ve never had sex with

still very young. But Elvis was twenty

and mature.

warm breath flow across her body, sending cold

have some.” Olive turned and

took a bite and

of smoothie and made him

immediately shouted, “Young mistress, that’s your

cleanliness addiction. He

to get

stood up straight. His face

glass and drank

action. Old

seventy. She did like Olive. And was convinced

destined for each other.

soon be in Olive’s stomach.” Mrs

squealed like a child.

of smoothie in her hands.

not.

sat on the seat beside her. He looked at her with concern

Go on and

her, drinking form it would be them

your meal.

Samantha added.

half of her sandwich and emptied her glass. “I’m full

eat anymore.

Η

cute and naive look, a sweet chuckle escaped his

Olive, “Olly, do

I want to go to my parent’s

your parents. Elvis,

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