The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 16 Is that what you want?

Olive looked at him. The tall man stood against the door. Olive’s eyes quickly trailed

down. An expensive leather belt was tied around his waist.

Realizing that she had been led astray by North, Olive quickly blinked in a bid to control

her thoughts. She lifted up her eyes and said to him. “Mr. Augustine, why are you

standing over there?

“I think I saw a little pussy cat, meowing in here.” Elvis muttered not taking his gaze

away from her. “And the cat was meowing. I wanna have sex.“”

Hearing those words, Olive turned to around and threw the towel which was in her

hands at him. The towel hit his face and fell to the ground.

Elvis let out a sweet laugh. Olive reached out and closed the door. But his knee were

half bent and he pressed against it. “Are you angry?”

Olive snorted and ignored him.

“I’m going to travel for a business trip, and I’ll be away for some days.”

Olive lifted her eyes. “Is he really traveling?”

“When are you leaving?” Olive asked in a calmer tone.

I’ll be leaving soon.”

“So fast?… Then you need to get some rest, so you wouldn’t be tired.”

“Is that all you have to say?” Elvis queried with furrowed brows.

Olive pondered for a while. She really didn’t have anything else to say, she nodded

affirmatively, “Yes, that’s all.”

pulled it gently. Olive’s

embrace.

disengaged from the unplanned

could finish speaking, he dragged her little hand and placed it on

through the thin fabric. She

retract her hands.

unto her and did not allow her retreat. “Is this what you want?” Elvis

sounded in

according to what he

were just kidding.

the door,

private jet

time to leave.”

her hand, “Don’t stare at there next time.

just give

call.”

With that. Elvis left.

and went to bed. She took her phone and

conversation with North.

message to her, “Don’t worry, although I have to

had someone dig up Monica’s old juicy history. It

not so stupid to let anyone

bitch Pamela

goodnight and needed to sleep. But Olive couldn’t

saw were flashes of flvis

waist with her hands.

he implied by

as she remembered his

that you can’t solve. just give me a

suddenly felt at peace

her phone. She

which laid on the

into the phone as she let out a

disturb your rest.” Monica’s

wave of resentment in her tone,

there anything I can

her. We’re inviting you, if you’ll be free