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.

beside her. He tucked his long hands into

his long body and whispered

breath a sigh of relief and was happy that nothing had really

he bent more further and

Olive had never been in

intimate, they were like lovebirds whispering to each

her eyes with her hands, “I saw nothing.

You guys can

slightly opened her fingers and peeped

was a bit reddish, and his heroic eyebrows

evil charm of a

old. You’ve

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

and mature.

his warm breath flow across her body, sending cold shivers

eat? Here have some.” Olive turned and fed

a bite and chewed

took her glass of smoothie and made him drink from

immediately

strict cleanliness addiction. He never shared

had quickly left to get

stood up straight. His face ached in a

glass and drank half of

was surprised at Elvis’s action. Old

like Olive. And was convinced that Elvis and

destined for each other.

will soon be

squealed like a child.

smoothie in her

not.

looked at her

eating? Go on and

form it would be them indirectly

and have your meal. I’ll

Samantha added.

and emptied her

eat anymore.

Η

stared at her cute and naive look, a sweet chuckle escaped his

Mrs Samantha asked Olive, “Olly, do you want

“Yes grandma. I want

right. You should visit your parents. Elvis,