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.

moment. Elvis stopped beside her. He

his long body and whispered into her ears.

breath a sigh of relief and was happy that nothing

done, he bent more further and asked. “Are you

Olive had never

posture was a little intimate, they were like

her eyes with her hands, “I saw nothing.

You guys can

Samantha slightly opened her fingers and peeped secretly at

earlobe which was a bit reddish, and his

charm of a mature man.

nineteen years old. You’ve never

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

and mature.

her body, sending cold shivers down her

Olive turned and fed

a bite and

her glass of smoothie and

stood close by immediately

cleanliness addiction. He never shared a spoon or glass.

to

straight. His face

glass and drank half

was surprised at Elvis’s action. Old Mrs Samantha nodded

She did like Olive. And was convinced that Elvis and

destined for each other.

will soon be

squealed like a child.

held the glass of smoothie in her hands.

not.

her. He looked at her with

Go

it would be them

ahead and have your meal. I’ll give you

Samantha added.

her sandwich and

eat anymore.

Η

and naive look, a sweet

asked Olive, “Olly, do you want to go out

want to go to my parent’s

should visit your parents.