The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Elvis looked at Olive, saying. “Why don’t you agree to give me custody of Levi and Ivy? In this case, we can just go to court, but all my basic conditions are better than yours, and I don’t have any women around. As for you, you are still the wife of the King of Gold City, so I will surely gain custody of them.”

“If you voluntarily give up, we don’t need to cause such an unsightly quarrel. For the sake of the three children, I will give you a big compensation.”

Olive was stunned. Now he’s going to… take the kids away from her?

He only wants the kids, not her, right?

Olive shook her head, “I can’t give you my kids. They’re everything to me.”

Elvis suddenly narrowed his eyes dangerously, “Olive, so we can’t talk now?”

Then he got up from the bed and looked at Olive condescendingly, “Then wait for the lawyer’s letter. I will decide custody of the children.”

He turned and left.

But the next second, a soft white hand reached out, and Olive suddenly grabbed his large palm. Elvis paused for a moment, his beautiful eyes drooping down at her, only to see Olive raise her beautiful hand sized face, looking at him too. She said softly, “Elvis, can’t we get back together?” Elvis felt a sharp pain in his heart like a sharp knife was inserted into it, stirring constantly, making him ache with every breath. Looking at her glossy shoulders and red eyes, adding a gentle touch, he just wanted to hug her tightly, press her under his body, and enthusiastically respond to her. He wanted her!

He could never refuse her.

However, thinking of her three years of separation and her cruelty, he froze. A few seconds later, he pulled his large hand out of her palm little by little, replying, “Since you left me three years ago, we can’t go back.”

After saying that, he turned to leave.

out of there as soon as possible because he was afraid that if he stayed one more second, he couldn’t

afraid of her saying another word. As long as she said one more sentence, het would definitely agree. Whatever she says, he will

watched his tall, straight figure disappear from her sight, her whole body limp, as if all the strength in her

really didn’t want

years weren’t that she didn’t want to return, but that she couldn’t. In

to go back to Imperial

have time to say these words. He didn’t want to hear them, and he sentenced her

and

tears blurred her vision,

night. Thinking that he was already a father of three children, he was so

held his hand and asked if he could come back, he had some regrets. He admits

still loved her

next morning. Elvis got up and went downstairs. In the distance, he could hear the laughter of

immediately saw Olive. Early in the morning, Olive wore a dress with

walked around her mother in a princess dress, and happily clapped her hands: “Wow, the cookies you made are so pretty and delicious,

cookie, and Ivy asked in her sweet voice. “Bro,

replied, handing the cookie

mouth, “Try it too, Mom. It’s delicious!” Elvis looked at the figures of an adult and children sharing a piece of cookie, the image

sun now shines through the floor–to–ceiling windows brilliantly into a warm golden hue. Elvis‘ gaze fell on Olive. She has long flowing black hair. Her hair was tucked

felt his heart fill and soften. Never in his life had

first to spot him, immediately

up and