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 the

trousers and lowered his long body and whispered

was happy that nothing had really

done, he bent more further

Olive had never been in a

was a little intimate, they were

immediately covered her eyes with her hands,

You guys can

Samantha slightly opened her fingers and peeped secretly

gazed at Olive’s earlobe which was a bit

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

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

was twenty seven years old. He

and mature.

felt his warm breath flow across her

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

a bite

her glass of smoothie and

by immediately shouted,

addiction. He never shared a spoon or

had quickly left to get him

up straight. His face ached in a frown. He

glass and drank half

Elvis’s action. Old Mrs Samantha

did like Olive. And was convinced that Elvis

destined for each other.

great–grandson will soon be

squealed like a child.

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

not.

seat beside her. He looked at

Go on

it

meal. I’ll give

Samantha added.

sandwich and

eat anymore.

Η

and naive look, a sweet

Old Mrs Samantha asked Olive, “Olly, do you want

grandma. I want to go to my

should visit your parents. Elvis, how about you take