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 tucked his long hands

and whispered into her

relief and was happy that nothing had really happened. But

bent more further and asked. “Are you still…a

too straightforward. Olive had never

posture was a little intimate, they were like

with her hands, “I saw nothing. I

guys can

opened her fingers and peeped secretly at

a bit reddish, and his heroic

a mature man. “Your twentieth birthday

years old. You’ve

was

and mature.

warm breath flow across her body, sending cold shivers down

you wanna eat? Here have some.” Olive

bite

took her glass of smoothie

who stood close by immediately shouted,

had a strict cleanliness addiction. He never shared a

had quickly left to get him a

eyelash shivered. Elvis stood up straight. His face

glass and drank

Elvis’s action. Old

over seventy. She did like Olive. And was

destined for each other.

like my great–grandson will soon

squealed like a child.

held the glass of smoothie in her hands.

not.

He looked at her with concern

eating? Go

it would

meal. I’ll give you

Samantha added.

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

eat anymore.

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at her cute and naive look,

Old Mrs Samantha asked Olive, “Olly, do you want to go out

I want to go to my parent’s

should visit your parents. Elvis, how about you take