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

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

breath a sigh of relief and was happy

he bent more further and

was way too straightforward. Olive had never

little intimate, they were

covered her eyes with her hands, “I saw

guys can

fingers and

at Olive’s earlobe which was a

showing the evil charm of a mature man. “Your

old. You’ve

But Elvis was twenty seven

and mature.

his warm breath flow across her body, sending cold shivers down

eat? Here have some.” Olive turned and fed

a bite and

glass of smoothie and

stood close by immediately

strict cleanliness addiction. He never shared a spoon

left to get

up straight. His face

drank half of the

Elvis’s action. Old Mrs Samantha nodded in

did like Olive.

destined for each other.

my great–grandson will soon be

squealed like a child.

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

not.

seat beside her. He looked at her with concern and said. “Why did

Go on

drinking form it would

have your meal. I’ll give you another

Samantha added.

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

eat anymore.

Η

her cute and naive look,

“Olly, do you want to go out

I want to go

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