The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 201 Are you tired of living?

Elvis turned and walked away.

Olive heard his footsteps moving away. He left the Red Villa so late, and would not return.

Olive closed her eyes, and she opened them again, she could only see darkness. Olive had begun losing her sight.

Olive reached out and searched for a silver needle on the table. Once she got a hold of it, she didn’t hesitate as she had pushed the needle into her acupuncture point, as she tried to extract the poison out of her body.

The poison was so severe that the acupuncture point scaling did nothing to her body. Olive curled herself beside the bed, then reached out and hugged her both knees.

Olive still didn’t believe that Elvis would divorce her. She would not divorce him!

However, the poison was very strong. The last formula still wasn’t unlocked, and her Mr. Augustine could not be saved. The poison had also invaded her blood, causing her to almost lose her sight.

If she finally became blind, how will she cure and treat people?

Olive felt extremely cold. She only had a thin pyjamas on her body.

She missed Elvis’s warm embrace. Olive really wished that he was by her side.

Olive lowered her head and buried her pale face into her knee. Her lashes shivered, and tears rolled down from her eyes.

In the luxurious room in KissLand bar, Elvis sat on the sofa with a bottle of wine in his hand. There were lots of empty wine bottles on the table before him.

Harry walked into the room.

“Da mn it, bro, why are you drinking so much alcohol?”

brows overflowing with a decadent

a divorce. I’m ready

LA knows that you like Olive so much. Why are you

moved closer and sat on the sofa

of the richest man in Imperial. Crystal has been awaiting you. So, if you’ve had enough fun already in LA, you can return

devoid of

drink alone? We have very beautiful girls here. I’ll call some to come drink with

glared at

you

“Get out!”

When most people visited the bar, they would request for beautiful women. But in Elvis’s case,

provoke Elvis, so he

wine. The door of the luxury room was pushed open, and

stayed low-key since then. But whilst at her exile, she

in and

Augustine.” She

and

Pamela supported Elvis and helped him out of the luxurious

suite, Pamela placed Elvis on the big soft bed. She stared at Elvis’s handsome

unbuttoning his shirt, Pamela’s

last button, a large hand suddenly pulled her over

Elvis had slowly opened his eyes, and his drunk

she looked at Elvis, Pamela felt afraid and

man.

Pamela was so

pulled her directly into his arms. Pamela quickly fell into his embrace. The clean scent of Elvis was