The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Reuben asked cautiously: “Sir, shall we go back to the old house?”

Alpha pursed his thin lips, replying: “Where is the old lady? Is stie still in the temple?”

“Sir, as far as I know. Miss Hart and Lady Anabelle picked her up from the temple as soon as they arrived at Imperial. Surely now they are in the old house.”

Mrs. Samantha didn’t know Bounty had a problem. Now Olive personally welcomes her, clearly not intending to hide anything from her about Bounty.

The old lady couldn’t take the shock anymore, but Olive acted too boldly. She vigorously gathered all the people in the Augustine family and there was a big play about to begin.

“Sir, the old lady has always loved Miss Hart and she has medical skills, so I think you don’t need to worry about the influence on her health. On the contrary, this time Miss Hart told us to go back to the old house, I think she must have a plan. She has a pure heart and a clear mind. There’s nothing in this world that she can’t handle. Sir, why don’t we go back to the old house?” Reuben convinced him. Alpha didn’t have any emotional disturbances. The old lady really loved Olive so much. Even Reuben, who had been with him for so many years, was convinced by Olive. Now he was only afraid that the more effective Olive’s words were, the more anyone would listen.

Naturally, Alpha was also curious. He concluded. Then let’s go back to the old house. I want to see what Olive will do this time.”

“Yes sir.”

The luxury car was parked on the lawn of the Augustine family’s old house, and Reuben respectfully opened the back door. He said, “We’re here, sir.”

Alpha got out of the car.

He stood beside the car, looking up at Augustine’s old house in front of him. In the blink of an eye, many years had passed, and his mind was a little confused. Perhaps that same night, on Bounty’s birthday, he took Anabelle home.

Alpha stepped forward with his long, steady legs to the old mansion’s gate, then reached out and pushed the gate with a bang.

In the mansion, the lights were on.

Alpha was taken aback. They hadn’t returned to the Augustine family’s old house for a long time. In their imagination, this place should have turned cold and deserted, but it wasn’t. Everything here is the same in memory. The tea table was clean, the lights bright and warm.

Soon, a burst of laughter rang out in his ears, both familiar and distant.

entered, stood in the living room, and turned to look towards

lot of people in the restaurant. Mrs. Samantha, Anabelle,

of red wine, looked lovingly at Bounty, and said, “Bounty, happy birthday.

sweetly:

stood here looking. Using his sharp gaze, he

than nine

turned back. Everything goes

night, same scene, it’s Bounty’s birthday, and everyone

“Jingle-”

a bell rang. The sound of the bells sounded strangely pleasant as if

table, Anabelle quickly frowned, showing that she was

“Jingle-”

screen switched to Anabelle and Rory standing together. It

hanging by his side, wanting to step forward, but

pale, her eyes were empty, and her steps were very mechanical as if

“Jingle-”

sound of the chain of bells rang again,

Bounty, nine months pregnant, walking out of the room, walking

down

once again experienced such a scene. His eyes were red, and

to run to stop

suddenly a small hand reached out and grabbed

turned his head to look back. Olive’s beautiful and delicate face

Olive appeared.

on Alpha’s face. When she raised her small hand, he saw in her hand a red

as he entered

speak, but Olive suddenly smiled, moving her hand. Suddenly there was a jingle, the