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.

breathe, the strong smell of tobacco caused Olive’s palm-sized

do it on

with her teeth, “I’ll go

bit her lower lip, she lost her delicate appearance. His

around and

She was gone.

where to go

turned red. She

she was nineteen years old, she came from the countryside to Los Angeles. She was still beautiful and young.

Time indeed moved fast.

moment, she heard steady footsteps behind her,

her

she walked away, he was

all the way, and was lost in thought, hence

his fingertips had already burned out. He stubbed out

front and

was wearing a nude pink dress. Her long pure black hair was

slowly precipitated her arrogance

knew that he

a word, but

leaving the villa, Olive stood on

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

seat beside her sank as he also sat

asked, “Mister, where

She did not speak.

voice said, “Just drive

“Alright.”

the cool night

bright neon lights of the city outside the window. For so many years, he had

itchy. The cool breeze was blowing through her hair. A few

as he turned the steering wheel. The

her inertia, she

this moment, a strong arm reached out and hugged her

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