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

and whispered

and was happy that nothing

done, he bent more further and

way too straightforward. Olive

little intimate, they were like lovebirds

immediately covered her eyes with her hands, “I saw nothing. I

guys can

opened her fingers and peeped secretly at

a bit reddish, and his heroic eyebrows

a mature man. “Your twentieth

old. You’ve

young. But Elvis was twenty seven years old.

and mature.

her body, sending cold

have some.” Olive

took a bite and

took her glass of smoothie and

close by immediately

strict cleanliness addiction. He never shared a spoon

had quickly left to get him

eyelash shivered. Elvis stood up straight. His face ached in

drank half

was surprised at Elvis’s action. Old Mrs

over seventy. She did like Olive.

destined for each other.

soon be in Olive’s stomach.”

squealed like a child.

glass of smoothie in her hands. Contemplating

not.

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

Go on

drinking form it would

Olly, go ahead and have your meal. I’ll give you another glass later.”

Samantha added.

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

eat anymore.

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cute and naive look, a sweet

“Olly, do you want to

I want to go to my parent’s

right. You should visit your parents. Elvis, how