The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Olive looked up and saw two people walking in front of her, Elvis and Clara.

Elvis wore a hand-crafted black suit, tall and straight, his innate regal aura attracting everyone’s eyes.

Clara wore a long dress, took his arm, and the two left the hotel together.

“Nathan, I still have some work to do. Go home first. I’ll play with you when I’m done.” Olive said, patting Nathan’s small head.

Nathan nodded obediently. “Okay, I’ll go home first.”

The Augustine family’s special car arrived, and he got in the car and left.

Seeing the little boy safely leave, Olive finally let go of the big rock in her heart.

She returned to Sadie’s face. After all, Clara was still ostentatious with her little face.

The real and fake Olive play has finally come to an end. She stood gracefully in front of the autumn, wind, her clear pupils calmly looking at Clara.

Clara felt this gaze from afar, raised her head, and immediately met Olive’s bright eyes. Olive looked at her nonchalantly. The wind blew through her body, and although without fancy dress, she was as delicate and beautiful as a shining jewel.

It is said that women aren’t scary but beautiful women are scary, and the scariest women are those who are both beautiful and temperamental Olive is this type of woman.

Clara was acutely aware of the distance between her and Olive, but remembering the bed sheet she and Elvis had rolled over last night, she immediately lifted her chin in a proud greeting: “Good morning. Ettle girl.”

“Good morning Olive smiled lightly, then looked at Elvis.

Elvis glanced at her as well, his gaze cold and distant, like he was looking at a stranger.

After one night, Elvis seemed to become a different person.

He and Clara left, Olive thoughtfully looking at his hack.

At this moment, she felt a deep gaze on her small face.

Olive rolled her eyes to the side and met that gaze. She saw Peterson, and now behind him was another subordinate.

raised his head slightly to

pair of extremely

one more look, Peterson left with his subordinate, “Alex,

name is

Olive

what are you doing? Hurry up

sedan stopped, Elvis

luxury

she could wrap herself around Elvis,

Wipe my

indifferent. From beginning to end, he and Olive didn’t make any eye

anything either. She was sitting in the back row but

At this

rough, there are several rows of seats in the back. Olive looked at it, there were bottles of

up, grabbed a bottle of

swerved Olive couldn’t stand, her slender body tilted. falling directly into a

“Sorry…”

bottle in her hand cracked,

spilled onto the man’s pants and

saw that it

black shirt, and black trousers, and sat in the

Olive was sitting on his strong lap

I’ll take care of them for you when we get out of the

reached out and pinched her slender waist, and a deep voice said in her

words,

trembled, and the speculation in her heart

get

I just want you to clean

on his pants. This water stain

tissues and wiped

saw Alex’s protruding throat roll up