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

at

“Elvis…”

looked at her and

you one last chance.

her

“I’m not leaving.”

her into the soft bed with

thud was felt on the bed,

a black leather belt and tied her two slender wrists

struggled for a

what are you doing? Don’t be this way. Let

bit her veins. Olive let out a

on the button of her pyjamas and he pulled

it, as he was obsessed with

first, but she soon realized that her struggles only deepen his

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

his hands slid down from her waist. Her

“Elvis, no!”

looked up

the snow white pillow.

kissed her red lips.

to be obedient, can you let me

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

untied

little hand and placed it under the pillow. Her needles were

pillow.

faster. He pressed her hand down and his

muttered,

you want to

quite alert. The slightest movement could startle him. Olive

inserted her needle

at deceiving

pressed against her lips.

bed. Olive pulled out her silver needle

she

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