The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Olive’s small hand was pulled by Elvis, her face flushed red and she looked shy.

The lady at the front desk was stunned. She had been in the industry for so many years, and she had never seen any man or woman before.

“Sir, who is this little girl? I shouldn’t pry, but I’m just making sure that the law isn’t violated.”

Elvis frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Do you still need me to clarify this? There are many perverted men who like to attack little girls.”

Elvis’s face darkened. For the first time in his life, he had been referred to as a pervert!

At this moment, the front desk lady looked at Olive, her eyes full of encouragement, “Little girl, if you were forced, then blink.”

Olive shivered. At this moment, she felt that her hand was aching. It was Elvis who pinched her small hand.

“Olive, tell her who I am!”

“Miss, you misunderstood. He’s my husband,” Olive replied calmly.

Hearing her reply, Elvis expression quickly calmed. He held her soft little hand and pinched it lovingly.

The lady at the front desk opened her mouth in surprise. Only then did she realize that she had made a mess, and she hastily assigned them a room.

At the entrance of the room, Elvis opened the door. He looked at the little woman beside him and said in a low voice, “Go in.”

Although Olive had already given birth to triplets, she was still as shy as a young girl

They had been together, but they had never had a room outside.

be

Olive walked in.

a “click“, the door behind

wait a minute, I’ll go take a shower first…” Olive struggled, as she tried to break free. from Elvis, who had

Elvis’s thin line

to her neck. “You’ll wash

soft bed in the room, and then his sharp fingers came to his shirt. He unbuttoned the buttofis one after another, and then

his stiff shoulders and looked at him

her lips seductively, and then he said in a low voice, “It’s said that a woman’s body is the most honest. Now let me see

and tugged at her

be so rude?

be gentle. Don’t

not been together for a long

Olive felt a surge of hot

held his big palm and shouted for him to stop, “Mr.

looked at her, and asked, “What’s wrong?”

my period,”

with his narrow eyes, “Are

serious, Olive nodded seriously.

on my period. I

pursed his lips. A few seconds later, he rolled

head, then he raised his hand

her period had come at the wrong

the side and crawled onto his chest. “Mr. Augustine, you don’t care about me, you only care about your personal affairs.”

said, “Sorry, this thing is

I call someone to buy you