The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Olive stood obediently in the corner, not daring to move, because in this melee between the men, she had to defend herself first, not dragging Elvis down.

At this moment, a bodyguard threw a bottle of wine at her. Her eyelashes trembled, she quietly touched the silver needle on her waist.

But when her vision darkened, a breath of clean and pure masculinity rushed forward, firmly protecting her in his chest.

With a bang, the bottle shattered.

Olive saw that Elvis had reached out, and now that the black sleeve on his arm had been cut, there was a long bl oody slit inside, making people scared.

He was the one who protected her just now.

He was injured!

Olive gasped, her heart seemed to be gripped by a large hand. She quickly used her small hand to suppress the blood from his wound.

Looking at the woman’s pale face, Elvis’ tall and straight body hidden in the dark, covered in a layer of bl oody hostility, he coldly smirked, ‘Satisfied? So many men have been fighting for you.”

Olive was momentarily speechless.

At this time, the security guards on the yacht and the person called by Raven were quickly present, quickly stabilizing the scene. Raven knocked out two bodyguards and ran over. “Elvis, are you okay?”

“No problem.” Elvis pursed his thin lips, then grabbed Olive’s slender wrist, pulling her away.

Elvis took big steps, Olive struggling to follow behind him. He walked to the door now, and he kicked the door open, pulling her in.

Before Olive could even stand up, she was dragged into the bathroom, pushed to the front of the sink. Then he turned on cold water to wash her wrists.

What was he doing?

What was he crazy about?

frowned and

in strength between men and women. Elvis used his long, slender fingers to squeeze her hand so tightly that she couldn’t move. His beautiful eyes

Elvis felt dirty.

bloodthirsty fury rose up in his chest again. For some reason,

he wasn’t normal, and he tried his best to restrain himself, but it still

He couldn’t stand it.

his temper, and she couldn’t anger him at the moment,

her against the porcelain wall, his two slender fingers squeezed

Messing around?

shook her head, “No, I didn’t

throat. ‘Then why don’t you

clean, but she’s heard a lot that a lot girls in

on those girls, and

those men. Olive stared blankly at the man in front of her, and suddenly

a man of 30 years old really grew up. He must act only have enough money and power, but also have the eyes

women’s fantasies about men. Olive can’t deny that she really loves this kind of man, but under his elegant and luxurious appearance, she can vividly interpret his

what does he mean

what he thought of her. Did

eyelashes trembled, and she

said too much. He still couldn’t accept the

quickly let go of

arm, meaning she

returned to the room. Elvis sat on the side of the bed, Olive stood in front of him. She bent down to take off his bl oody black shirt, and then used a cotton swab soaked in alcohol to wipe his

this terrible wound, Olive’s heart still trembled. This is

hurt?” she

hidden in the dim yellow light was

He said it hurt.

pursed her red mouth and blew