The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Marvin prepared a birthday present for her.

Olive quickly stood up. “Okay, I’ll come out now.”

Olive got out of bed and walked out

She did not know what the birthday present was, but she was very grateful for everything Marvin had done for her. Although she regarded Marvin as a true friend, she did not want to implicate Marvin, hence, she was leaving soon.

Olive walked out of the villa and onto the lawn. Soon, her footsteps suddenly stopped.

Because she saw a tall and handsome figure in front of her. The person before her was very familiar.

Olive’s clear pupils shrank, and she froze on the spot, it was Elvis!

Olive did not expect to see him here. There was an unbridgeable gap between him and her, and he suddenly appeared in front of her.

Not long ago, she had made a wish. Her twenty-fourth birthday wish was to see him.

Now, her birthday wish came true.

Elvis stood by the door of the luxurious car. The bright lights came from behind, gilding him with layer of gold

With one hand in his trousers pocket, he was smoking a cigarette between his slender fingers.

All of a sudden, their eyes met.

Elvis raised his legs and walked over, as he stopped in front of her.

Olive curled her slender fingers beside her, “Mr. Augustine, it’s been a while.”

She greeted him dryly.

Elvis took a cigarette, and then drew a dating are on his thin lips. He replied, “Yes, it has.”

Olive did not know what to say.

At this moment, Elvis slowly spat out a puff of smoke onto her face.

her breathe, the strong smell of

do it on

her red lips with her teeth, “I’ll go ahead.” She

she lost her delicate appearance. His eyes

around and

She was gone.

know where

red.

old, she came from the countryside to Los Angeles. She was still beautiful

Time indeed moved fast.

moment, she heard steady footsteps

followed her all

he

she lowered her head all the way, and was lost in thought, hence she couldn’t sense

his fingertips had already burned out. He stubbed

front and he

pink dress. Her long pure black hair was casually resting on her shoulders. There was a

precipitated her arrogance and made her

that he was

them did not say a word,

leaving the villa, Olive stood on the street and

open the rear door, but a large, well-defined palm reached over and opened the

seat beside her sank as

asked, “Mister, where are you

She did not speak.

low magnetic voice said, “Just drive

“Alright.”

and the cool

the window. For so many years, he had only

her hair. A few strands

driver alerted, as he turned the steering wheel. The

not sit still. Because of her inertia,

a strong arm reached out and

raised her bright and clear eyes to look at him. His big palm held her