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.

her. He tucked

lowered his long body and whispered into her ears. “I

sigh of relief and was

bent more further and asked.

straightforward. Olive had never been in a

posture was a little intimate, they were like lovebirds whispering to

immediately covered her eyes with her hands, “I saw

guys can

fingers and peeped secretly

earlobe which was a bit reddish,

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

old. You’ve never had sex with

still very young. But Elvis was twenty seven

and mature.

flow across her body, sending cold

Here have some.” Olive turned and fed him the pastrami

bite and chewed

smoothie and made him drink

immediately

He never shared a spoon or

had quickly left to get him

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

and drank half of

was surprised at Elvis’s action. Old

over seventy. She did like Olive. And was convinced

destined for each other.

will soon be in Olive’s stomach.”

squealed like a child.

her hands. Contemplating whether to

not.

the seat beside her. He looked at her with

eating? Go

drinking form it would be

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

Samantha added.

sandwich and emptied her glass.

eat anymore.

Η

cute and naive look, a sweet chuckle escaped

Samantha asked Olive, “Olly, do you want

“Yes grandma. I want to go to my parent’s

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