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.

her. He

body and whispered into her ears.

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

bent more further and asked. “Are

was way too straightforward. Olive

a little intimate, they were like lovebirds whispering

her eyes with her

You guys can

slightly opened her fingers and peeped secretly

earlobe which was a bit reddish, and his heroic

the evil charm of a mature man. “Your twentieth birthday is

nineteen years old. You’ve never had sex with a

was still very young. But Elvis was twenty seven years old. He was

and mature.

breath flow across her body, sending cold

you wanna eat? Here have some.” Olive turned and fed

a bite and

smoothie and made

close by immediately shouted,

addiction. He never shared a spoon or glass.

quickly left to get

shivered. Elvis stood up straight. His face ached in a

glass and drank half of the

butler was surprised at Elvis’s action. Old Mrs

like Olive. And

destined for each other.

great–grandson will soon

squealed like a child.

her

not.

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

Go

form it would be

Olly, go ahead and have your meal. I’ll give you another glass later.” Old

Samantha added.

ate half of her sandwich and

eat anymore.

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cute and naive look, a sweet chuckle

Mrs Samantha asked Olive, “Olly, do you want

nodded, “Yes grandma. I want to go

your parents. Elvis, how about you take