The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 465 Elvis collapsed.
When Elvis hugged her tightly. She slowly opened her eyes in his embrace. Olive’s clear eyes were dry and devoid of tears, but there wasn’t any trace of the dazzling demeanor that she previously exuded.
“You don’t want to sleep in a good bed. You want to hide on the balcony and sleep, right?” Elvis asked in a low voice.
“I can’t sleep in your arms.” Her soft voice replied. Elvis halted. He chuckled, as he couldn’t believe that she had just rejected him.
Olive didn’t want to sleep in his arms, hence the reason she went to the balcony.
Elvis gently placed her on the bed, then raised his hand to caress her hair.
“Olive, what do you want to eat? I’ll have the cook prepare it.”
Olive raised her eyes to look at Elvis.
“Are you imprisoning me again? Am I not allowed to go out again?” She inquired.
Elvis’s bodyguards were outside, guarding them twenty four hours a day. Because she had used an injection to change her face the previous time, the bodyguards were now quite cautious and would not give her a another chance to escape.
“Olive, it’s an eventful time in Imperial. You can’t go out during this time. Logan is outside watching out for you. Once you go out, you’ll fall into his hands. If he takes you back with him to Greenland, it’ll be difficult to bring you back.’
Olive was already aware of Logan’s motives. At the moment, there was Elvis guarding her and Logan waiting for an opportunity to abduct her. Neither of them were willing to relent.
If she wanted to escape, it would only be possible if she’d grow wings and fly away.
Olive did not expect that she would be in such a predicament, unable to move an inch.
She had to find a way out
She had to leave.
Olive lowered her head and did not say a word.
Elvis frowned at her quietness. He knew her too well, and he knew that she would definitely find a way to break through the bodyguards and escape.

She was too smart.
Elvis sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his handsome face against her cold face. “Olive, do you know what’s wrong with me? I feel a little uncomfortable.”
Olive could feel his scorching body temperature. He had a high fever.
“Elvis, you have a fever.” Olive informed him.
“Really?” Elvis mumbled and hugged her.
“I’m a patient now, and you’re a doctor. You have to take care of me.” His h oa rse voice sounded. coquettishly.
It was as if a knife lightly swept across her heart, causing her heart to ache.
The Elvis she knew was strong and domineering. But now, he acted like a spoilt child and wanted her to take care of him.
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Chapter 465 Elvis collapsed
Olive could guess that the knife she had stabbed in his chest last night was not treated on time, and that was the cause of his illness.
“Elvis, go to the hospital. I’m a little tired. Let me wash my face.” Olive stood up and walked to the bathroom.
“Olive!” Elvis stretched out his big hand and grabbed her soft hand. “I’m really uncomfortable, stay with me, don’t be so cold to me, okay?” He pleaded.
Olive’s eyes reddened again. She could not stay any longer. She was afraid that in the next second, she would not be able to restrain herself, and she would succumb to his charm.
“Elvis, we’re done. The person who doesn’t want to acknowledge that is you.” Olive withdrew her small hand from his palm.
Elvis watched her as she withdrew her hand and entered the bathroom, shutting the door behind. her.
Seeing her slender figure disappear from his sight, Elvis pursed his lips, then he got up and walked
out.
When he reached the living room, he stopped. His big palm pressed against his left chest. Fountain of sweat had already surfaced on his forehead.
“Young Master, what’s the matter with you?” Peterson quickly stepped forward. He unbuttoned the buttons on Elvis’s shirt. The wound on the Elvis’s left chest had already festered.
“Young Master, you must go to the hospital now.” Peterson said to him.
Elvis gritted his teeth. He turned and walked out. He was going to the hospital. He had to cherish his body. He would not allow himself to fall
But just after taking two steps, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he suddenly fell to the ground.
This was the first time in his life that he had fallen.
Olive lost her freedom and was confined in the apartment. Yesterday, Elvis left and did not come back.
In the evening, as Olive was about to go to bed, her phone rang out.
Olive swiped the screen and answered the call. “Hello.” She muttered.
“Miss Hart,” Peterson’s voice quickly came from the other end. “Come to the hospital immediately. Sir Elvis was admitted to the hospital yesterday, but the high fever has not subsided. He is still in a
coma.”