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.

stopped beside her. He tucked his long hands into

his long body and whispered into her ears.

and was happy that nothing had

further

straightforward. Olive had never been in a

little intimate, they were like lovebirds whispering

Mrs Samantha immediately covered her eyes with her hands, “I

guys

opened her fingers and peeped secretly

which was a bit reddish, and his heroic

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

years old. You’ve never had sex

was twenty seven years old. He was

and mature.

warm breath flow across her body,

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

bite and chewed

smoothie and made him drink

immediately shouted,

strict cleanliness addiction. He never shared a spoon or glass.

had quickly left to get him

eyelash shivered. Elvis stood up straight. His face ached

glass and drank half

at Elvis’s action.

She did like Olive. And

destined for each other.

my great–grandson will soon

squealed like a child.

smoothie in her hands. Contemplating whether to

not.

sat on the seat beside her. He looked at her with

eating? Go on

her, drinking form it would be

and have your meal. I’ll

Samantha added.

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

eat anymore.

Η

at her cute and naive look, a

asked Olive, “Olly, do you want to go

nodded, “Yes grandma. I want to go to

parents. Elvis,