The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 92

Chapter 92: Pain

Olive frowned, and licked her lips which was now stained with blood.

Soon, Elvis regained some clarity. The blood which he had tasted from her mouth gave

him an impulse which made him feel like he had fallen into an abyss.

“Don’t touch me.” Elvis quickly got up and walked into the bathroom. “Go go sleep.” He

locked the bathroom door.

Everytime he fell ill, he would push her away. Olive knew the inviolable pride and dignity

of a man like him. However, he couldn’t save himself.

He locked himself up, making the situation worse.

Olive reached out and knocked on the door,

Elvis, open the door. I have some medical experience. I can help you. I know you’re in

pains right now. Open the door and let me see you.”

In the bathroom. Elvis stood beside the washbasin. The faucet was turned on, and the

cold water flowed out.

There was still her sweet taste in his mouth, which made him very excited. He raised

his head and looked at himself in the mirror. His eyes were covered with a bloodthirsty

gloomy and terrifying aura.

The room was engulfed with silence, and only Olive’s beckoning voice was heard.

Elvis turned off the tap and walked over to the door. Olive was about to knock when the

door suddenly opened.

“Elvis, how are you?”

at her gloomily. His gaze were like that of

at

“Elvis…”

looked at her

you one

shook her

“I’m not leaving.”

threw her into the soft bed with

little dizzy. A big thud was felt on the bed, as

took out a black leather belt and tied her two slender wrists to the edge of

for

doing? Don’t be this way. Let

her neck and bit her

big hand landed on the button of her pyjamas

on it, as

she soon realized that

dominate. So she bit her tongue in pain, not allowing herself

hands slid down from her waist. Her

“Elvis, no!”

weak voice and looked up at her. Olive’s beautiful hair was

the snow white pillow.

her red lips. Olive didn’t

to be obedient, can you

sounding tenderly, Elvis’s hostility lessened a bit.

untied the black

moved her little hand and placed it under the pillow. Her needles

pillow.

even faster. He pressed her hand down and

muttered,

do you

alert. The slightest movement could startle

needle into his index

at deceiving people, you little liar.” Elvis’s

pressed against her lips.

rolled over and collapsed on the bed. Olive pulled out

she

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