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.

He tucked

long body and whispered into

sigh of relief and was happy that nothing had

further and asked. “Are you

question was way too straightforward. Olive had never been in

was a little intimate, they were like lovebirds

immediately covered her eyes with her hands, “I saw

guys

slightly opened her fingers

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

a mature man. “Your twentieth

nineteen years old. You’ve

was twenty

and mature.

his warm breath flow across her body, sending

Olive turned and fed him

took a bite

her glass of smoothie and made him drink from

close by immediately shouted,

strict cleanliness addiction. He never shared a

had quickly left to get him a

straight. His face ached in a

and drank half

was surprised at Elvis’s action.

over seventy. She did like Olive. And was

destined for each other.

soon be in

squealed like a child.

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

not.

the seat beside her. He looked at her

eating? Go on and

her, drinking form it would be them

meal. I’ll give you another glass later.” Old

Samantha added.

sandwich and emptied her glass. “I’m full

eat anymore.

Η

stared at her cute and naive look, a sweet

Old Mrs Samantha asked Olive, “Olly,

nodded, “Yes grandma. I want to go to

that’s right. You should visit your parents. Elvis, how about you