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.

Elvis stopped beside her. He tucked his long hands into the

his long body and whispered into her ears. “I

and was happy that nothing had really happened.

bent more further and

Olive had

they were like lovebirds whispering to each

with

guys can

Samantha slightly opened her fingers

at Olive’s earlobe which was a bit reddish, and his

raised, showing the evil charm of a mature man. “Your twentieth birthday

You’re nineteen years old. You’ve

very young. But Elvis was twenty

and mature.

felt his warm breath flow across her

eat? Here have some.” Olive turned and fed

took a bite and

her glass of smoothie and made him drink from

immediately

had a strict cleanliness addiction. He never

left to

stood up straight. His face ached in a frown.

glass and drank half of

was surprised at Elvis’s action.

seventy. She did like Olive. And was convinced that Elvis

destined for each other.

great–grandson will soon be in

squealed like a child.

smoothie in her hands. Contemplating whether to drink from

not.

her. He looked at her with concern and said. “Why

Go on

her, drinking form it would

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

Samantha added.

and emptied her glass. “I’m

eat anymore.

Η

her cute and naive look, a

“Olly, do you

nodded, “Yes grandma. I want to go to my parent’s

parents. Elvis, how about