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.

this moment. Elvis stopped beside her. He

long body and whispered into her ears. “I did

relief and was happy that nothing had really happened. But

further and asked.

too straightforward. Olive had never been

was a little intimate, they were like lovebirds whispering to each

her eyes with her hands, “I saw nothing. I

You guys can

opened her fingers and peeped secretly at

was a bit reddish, and his

a mature

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

But Elvis was twenty seven years old. He

and mature.

felt his warm breath flow across her body, sending

have some.” Olive turned and

bite and chewed

glass of smoothie and made

by immediately shouted, “Young mistress, that’s your

a strict cleanliness addiction. He

quickly left to get him

Elvis stood up straight. His face ached in a frown. He

glass and drank half of the

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

like Olive. And was convinced that

destined for each other.

my great–grandson will soon

squealed like a child.

smoothie in her hands.

not.

the seat beside her. He looked

Go on and

form it would be them

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

Samantha added.

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

eat anymore.

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naive look, a sweet chuckle escaped his

Old Mrs Samantha asked Olive, “Olly, do

nodded, “Yes grandma. I want to go to my

visit your parents. Elvis,