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.”

and Olive had chatted for

dream. He dreamt that the girl in his arms opened her eyes

feeling was extremely real and strong. Elvis suddenly opened his eyes. He had slept

lying on his chest. It wasn’t a dream. Olive was really on top

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

regained his consciousness. His

He cussed under his breathe and

called out

Olive’s e

filled with tears. When she saw that he was awake,

“Mr. Augustine, it hurts.”

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reached out and pulled her over. He

“Do you know what

you did?”

went to bed with

closed his eyes. All of his self-control

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

grip on

his Olive, and Olive

Augustine, don’t sleep anymore. It’s already

afternoon sun had seeped in through the

life, he had never slept in the

her back against

are you

grip around her

you still want me to prove my physical strength to

raised her hand

me. My body seems to be falling apart.

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