The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Marvin was expressionless. Right now, he was wearing a white shirt. The buttons on the sleeves of the shirt were buttoned, and tightly and cleanly wrapped around his wrist.”

“I see. How’s Olive?” he inquired.

“Miss Hart went back to her room and went to bed. Her appetite is not very good. Miss Hart rarely cats.”

Marvin’s indifferent and handsome face displayed a frown. He lowered his handsome eyelids and looked at the calendar. He had already circled the next day with a red pen, because it was Olive’s birthday the next day.

Olive fell asleep. When she woke up, it was already afternoon. She packed up and went out. At this time, the maid walked over.

“Miss Hart, your attention is needed,” the maid informed.

Was Marvin looking for her?

Olive nodded, “Alright, I’ll be there.”

The maid led Olive into a room. Olive pushed open the door and entered. The room was dark and the lights were not on.

At this moment, there were two clicks, and the ribbons exploded. Marvin walked over from the darkness. He was holding a cake in his hand. Now the candlelight was flickering on the cake. “Happy birthday,” he wished, with a smile on his face.

Olive shuddered as she remembered that today was her birthday.

Today was her twenty-fourth birthday.

Marvin walked over. His bright black eyes stared at Olive through the flickering candlelight.

“Marvin, thank you so much,” Olive muttered gratefully.

“Olive, make a wish. I heard that birthday wishes do come true.”

Olive folded her hands together and gently closed her eyes. She wished that Elvis would suddenly appear before her.

her birthday wish was destined to

her eyes and blew out the

Olive saw that there were two burns on the back of Marvin’s

and slender,

Inwardly about the stress Marvin went through to prepare

time. Even under the guidance of the cook, he seemed

lips, and then he said, “It’s

did not tell

in your hand. Next time, you must be careful.

the cake

and put it into her mouth, “OMG,

help

room. She picked up her phone and pressed on the keyboard. She typed out a

It was Elvis’s number.

she

soon, she

made. She couldn’t dial

returning to

missed him so

a deep breath and told herself over and over again, that she had to be strong, and didn’t have to cry. After she calmed down,

saw that the door to Olive’s

was already nine o’clock in

and walked into the open room, “Olive?”

There was no response.

shiny leather shoes stepped on the carpet and made a calm sound as he

for a while. He slowly looked at the phone that was on

Actually, even if she didn’t