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.

Impossible, how could a child who was only

the entire time,

of Nathan knowing her deceit, Clara felt a little uneasy, but she quickly stepped forward and stood before the

you standing there? What are you looking at?”

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

“Muminy”, Clara’s alertness quickly relaxed. Originally, she thought she was going to have

mummy is fine, it’s just

a low voice, “Come with

Elvis walked

looked at Olive, warning her to keep a distance

forward.

Olive thoughtfully, “What’s your name?” he

pointed at her throat and

“You can’t speak?”

Olive nodded, yes.

not say anything else.

In the kitchen.

the sink and placed her hot

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

Clara stiffened. “What?”

raised his thin

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

said. Elvis was not an

Olive, she frequently pulled some little tricks, but