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 his long hands into

and whispered

of relief and was happy that nothing had really happened.

he bent more further

Olive had

they were like

eyes with her hands, “I

guys can

Samantha slightly opened her fingers

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

the evil charm of a mature

nineteen years old. You’ve never had sex with a

very young. But Elvis was twenty seven years

and mature.

across her body, sending cold shivers down

some.” Olive

a bite

glass of smoothie and made him drink

close by immediately

strict cleanliness addiction. He never shared a spoon or

had quickly left to get him a

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

glass and drank

at Elvis’s action. Old Mrs Samantha nodded

like Olive. And was convinced that Elvis and her

destined for each other.

will soon be in Olive’s stomach.”

squealed like a child.

smoothie in her hands. Contemplating whether to drink

not.

her. He looked at her with concern

eating? Go on

drinking form it would be them indirectly

your meal. I’ll give you

Samantha added.

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

eat anymore.

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naive

“Olly, do you want to go out

I want to go to my parent’s

your parents. Elvis,