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 tucked his long hands into the pocket

long body and whispered into

of relief and was happy that

more further and asked. “Are

question was way too straightforward. Olive had never been in a

they were like lovebirds whispering to each

covered her eyes with her

You guys

Samantha slightly opened her fingers and

gazed at Olive’s earlobe which was a bit reddish,

the evil charm of a mature

years old. You’ve never had sex with a

But Elvis was

and mature.

flow across her

you wanna eat? Here have some.” Olive turned and fed him the pastrami

a bite and chewed

glass of smoothie

immediately shouted,

strict cleanliness addiction. He never shared a spoon

to

His face ached in

and drank half of the

was surprised at Elvis’s action. Old Mrs

seventy. She did like Olive. And was

destined for each other.

great–grandson will soon be in Olive’s stomach.”

squealed like a child.

held the glass of smoothie in her hands. Contemplating whether to

not.

sat on the seat beside her. He looked at her with concern

eating? Go

her, drinking form it would be

your meal. I’ll

Samantha added.

and emptied her glass. “I’m full

eat anymore.

Η

cute and naive

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

“Yes grandma. I want

right. You should visit your parents.