The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 29 Fake Plays

He grabbed her little tail. Olive blushed and quickly struggled,

“What are you doing? Let go.”

Elvis didn’t let go, he tugged on her tail and asked,

“New interest?”

Olive was stunned, she felt it was abnormal. Out of all the sexy night dresses, how

could this particular one be interesting to him.

Olive reached out and pushed him.

“Mr. Augustine, you’re so shameless!”

Elvis held onto her little tail and furrowed his brows,

“How am I shameless?”

“You prepared this pyjamas and the night dresses in the closet, aren’t you shameless

enough?”

Elvis glanced at the closet door and said,

“I didn’t prepare the clothes in there. Grandma did.”

Grandma?

Olive was dumfounded.

Elvis looked at Phoebe,

“Is she still good?”

Olive tried her best to pull back her little tail.

Phoebe is very good.”

“Then why are you not good?”

“What does he mean, am I also a kitten?” Olive thought inwardly.

Now that her tail was still in his hands, his frivolous and slow attitude was a little

bullying, as if she was a kitten to

him.

on the door. Chef Maria said from

Mrs. Samantha asked me to bring you a glass of smoothie.

while it’s chill.”

away, afraid that others would

let go of

He glanced at

liked to

at the door side, and placed the glass into Maria’s hand

headed back in.

the bathroom and had a cold shower. Then he sat

through his laptop.

heat emanating from his body. And his body temperature rose little

surging. making

sitting on the bed

beautiful and demure.

on the bed as

stood and walked to the

you doing?

held her soft little hand, placing it on

“Am I sick?”

was startled when she felt his body temperature. She quickly felt his

asked,

“What did you eat?”

already guessed it, but he was at his own house.

those words, he swiftly stood up and

Samantha almost

give me?“Elvis’s expression was not

obviously angry.

Mrs Samantha felt a little

pointed at Mr. Henry,

it was him. There was a little tonic

that his legs wobbled

shock.

quickly

you really are bold, but since he’s a first time offender, just forgive

Elvis, there’s no need to throw a tantrum. There’s nothing

hug my grandchild as soon as

Elvis pursed his lips.

“Grandma!”

know that I can’t raise my

cute their great–grandchildren are. They’re

have any great–grandchildren!”

closed the

approached the bed.