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.

Elvis stopped beside her. He tucked his long hands into the pocket

trousers and lowered his long body and whispered

a sigh of relief and was

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

straightforward. Olive

was a little intimate, they

eyes with her hands, “I

guys can

slightly opened her fingers and peeped

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

raised, showing the evil charm of a mature

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

still very young. But Elvis was twenty seven

and mature.

flow across her body, sending

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

a bite and chewed

of smoothie and

butler who stood close by immediately shouted,

He never

to get him

up straight. His face ached in

and drank half

butler was surprised at Elvis’s action. Old Mrs Samantha nodded

She did like Olive. And was convinced

destined for each other.

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

squealed like a child.

her hands. Contemplating whether to drink from it

not.

beside her. He looked at her with concern

eating? Go

drinking form it would be them indirectly

have your meal. I’ll give you another

Samantha added.

and emptied her

eat anymore.

Η

at her cute and naive look, a

Old Mrs Samantha asked Olive, “Olly, do you want to go out

nodded, “Yes grandma. I want to go to my parent’s

should visit your parents. Elvis, how about you