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?”

his reddened eyes, as he stared at her gloomily. His gaze were like that of

staring at it’s

“Elvis…”

her and

you one last chance.

shook her head

“I’m not leaving.”

grabbed her slender wrist and threw her into the

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

black leather belt and tied her two slender wrists to the

for

are you doing? Don’t be

neck and bit her veins.

his big hand landed on the button of her pyjamas

as he was obsessed with

but she soon realized that her struggles only deepen

dominate. So she bit her tongue in pain, not

slid down from her waist. Her eyes shrank and

“Elvis, no!”

up at her.

the snow white pillow.

and kissed her red

promise to be obedient, can you

her coaxing voice sounding tenderly, Elvis’s hostility lessened a bit.

untied

it under the

pillow.

faster. He pressed her hand

muttered,

do you want

slightest movement could

her needle into

mouth is very good at deceiving

pressed against her lips.

bed. Olive

she sat

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