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.

moment. Elvis stopped beside her. He tucked

lowered his long body and whispered into

relief and was happy that nothing

done, he bent more further and asked. “Are you

way too straightforward. Olive had never

posture was a little intimate, they

with her hands, “I saw nothing.

You guys

Samantha slightly opened her fingers and peeped secretly at

was a bit reddish, and his

of a

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

young. But Elvis was twenty

and mature.

flow across her body, sending cold shivers down her

some.” Olive

bite and

her glass of smoothie and made him drink

butler who stood close by immediately shouted, “Young mistress,

cleanliness addiction. He never shared a spoon

quickly left to get

straight. His face ached in a

and drank half of

Elvis’s action. Old Mrs Samantha

like Olive. And was

destined for each other.

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

squealed like a child.

smoothie in her hands. Contemplating

not.

on the seat beside her. He looked at

eating? Go

drinking form it

ahead and have your meal.

Samantha added.

quickly ate half of her sandwich and emptied her glass. “I’m full Grandma. I

eat anymore.

Η

cute and naive look, a sweet

asked Olive, “Olly,

“Yes grandma. I want

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