The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 242

Chapter 242 Sweet Time (3)

Olive immediately wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed his neck.

Elvis held her waist with his hands and made her sit on his thigh.

“Look at me.” Elvis’s domineering voice sounded.

Olive retracted slowly from his neck and stared into his serious face.

“Olive, don’t arouse me, okay? My condition isn’t very good. Even if I don’t say it, you should know that I can’t dare to want you, so don’t play with me this way. You don’t have a future with me.” Elvis spoke calmly.

“I know, Mr. Augustine. But I’ll save you.”

“You can’t save me.” Elvis argued softly.

Olive shook her head and smiled at him.

“I can save you, but you still need to wait for a few more days. Please bear with me for a few days. I really want to be with you.”

This had to be the greatest selfish decision that Olive had taken. She knew that he was not in good health, but she couldn’t save him immediately because she wanted to be with him.

“Olive…”

Olive quickly interrupted him,

“Mr. Augustine, why are you not being so enthusiastic about me anymore? You were not like this before. You think that I’m not attractive anymore, right?”

Elvis quickly sat up. He leaned his stiff back against the head of the bed and hugged her into his

arms.

“Mrs. Augustine, I’m so fascinated by you. You have no clue.”

to sleep, but after him and Olive had chatted for a while, he had fallen asleep with Olive in

He dreamt that the girl in his arms opened her

and strong. Elvis suddenly opened his eyes. He had slept for about five or six hours and

on his chest. It wasn’t a

across her body. Some of her hair was tucked behind her ears, revealing her small white

his consciousness. His eyes

breathe and used his

called

Olive’s e

filled with tears. When she

“Mr. Augustine, it hurts.”

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her over. He

“Do you know what

you did?”

know, I went to

of his self-control was

and pushed her down. The duo slept in each other’s arms until it

grip on

tightened his Olive, and

don’t sleep anymore. It’s already noon.”

The afternoon sun had seeped in through the window,

entire life, he had

back against him and

are you

his grip around her

I satisfy you enough? Do you still want me to prove my physical strength

her hand

seems to be falling apart. I

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