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.

stopped beside her. He tucked his long hands

long body and whispered into her

of relief and was happy that nothing had really

more further and asked. “Are

was way too straightforward. Olive

was a little intimate, they were like lovebirds whispering

her eyes with her hands,

You guys can

fingers and peeped

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

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

years old. You’ve never had sex with a man,

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

and mature.

her body, sending cold shivers down

Here have some.” Olive turned and fed

a bite

took her glass of smoothie and

close by immediately

He

quickly left to get him a

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

drank

Elvis’s action. Old

seventy. She did like Olive. And was convinced that

destined for each other.

will soon be

squealed like a child.

smoothie in her hands. Contemplating

not.

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

Go on

her, drinking form it

meal. I’ll give

Samantha added.

and emptied

eat anymore.

Η

her cute and naive look,

Old Mrs Samantha asked Olive, “Olly, do

I want

parents. Elvis, how about you take Olly