The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Olive looked at Clara coldly. How could she be so kind?

Sure enough, in the next second, Clara deliberately jilted the cup, and the hot water inside suddenly spilled out, burning her hand red.

“Ah!” Clara shouted, she raised her innocent and hurt eyes to look at Olive, as if Olive was a vicious assistant, who deliberately tried to hurt her.

“Sadie, why are you doing this, my hand hurts!” Clara cried out.

Olive glanced at Clara. At this moment, a tall and handsome broke into her line of sight. Elvis came downstairs.

Elvis grasped Clara’s reddened hand.

“I accidentally spilled the water in the water glass just now. It wasn’t Sadie’s fault. Don’t blame Sadie.” Clara pretended to take the blame.

Elvis raised his head and his cold eyes fell on Olive’s face.

Olive suddenly felt Elvis’s gloomy gaze on her. The way he protected Clara was frightening. He glared at her as if he was wanted devouring her.

Olive frowned. At this moment, from the corner of her eyes, she saw Nathan’s small figure.

Olive had not seen Nathan for a few days. Her eyes suddenly lit up. Nathan had returned at some point. Now, he stood quietly at the entrance, as he stared at them.

“Little Master, are you back? the maid quickly stepped forward.

Elvis and Clara looked up and saw little Nathan.

Clara did not expect that Elvis’s son would be back so soon. She quickly looked at Nathan and saw that little Nathan’s big eyes stared brightly at her.

It was the first time that Clara had seen Nathan. Not only was she surprised that

Nathan looked just like Elvis, she was even more surprised that Nathan had sharp eyes that implied wisdom. It was as if Nathan was able to see through her deceit.

shiver flow down her spine. Impossible, how could a child

He had been standing at the entrance the entire time, not saying a word, and he couldn’t decipher what he

felt a little

sweetly, “Nathan, you’re back? Why are you standing there? What are you looking at?” Clara asked

raised his eyes and looked at Clara. “Mummy, I saw that you were

she heard the little boy call her “Muminy”, Clara’s alertness quickly relaxed. Originally, she thought she was going to have to fight this little

mummy is fine, it’s just a small injury,”

voice, “Come with me,

and Elvis

Olive, warning her to keep a distance

disappeared from sight. Olive stepped forward. She reached his

thoughtfully,

throat and

“You can’t speak?”

Olive nodded, yes.

say anything else. He

In the kitchen.

Clara to the sink and placed her

this moment, Elvis’s low and magnetic voice sounded in her ear. “Why are you

Clara stiffened. “What?”

up. He just raised his thin lips. “Didn’t you spill

in a breath, and the smile on her lips froze. She looked at Elvis

Olive had said. Elvis was

torture Olive, she frequently pulled some little tricks, but she did not know that she had been