The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Joyce stared confusingly at Damien, as she didn’t understand what he implied.

Damien opened the treasure chest and poured out all the envelopes inside. The envelopes were immediately scattered on the wedding bed, covering the entire bed.

Joyce’s eyes widened. She had never seen that many envelopes before.

“Mr. Robert, do people like you receive this much envelope when they get married?”

Joyce was very curious. It seemed like the rich were particularly generous.

Damien stretched out his arms and wrapped around Joyce’s soft waist.

Joyce opened an envelope. The amount of money in it almost blinded her eyes. She immediately turned around sweetly and kissed Damien’s handsome check. “Thank you, President Robert.”

Damien smirked, then he asked, “Mrs. Robert, are you still calling me President Robert? Shouldn’t you change your words?”

Joyce blinked, and gazed at him suspiciously, “Then what should I call you, Damien? Mr. Robert?”

Damien pinched her soft waist with his big palm, “You tricky woman!”

Joyce laughed and fell into Damien’s embrace. Then, she looked at him and called out sweetly, “My husband!”

Damien lowered his head and was about to kiss her.

However, Joyce dodged and continued to count the envelopes.

Damien’s thin lips fell on her long hair, “Mrs. Robert, Dutton hadn’t touched you before, right?” He had wanted asking her about it a long time ago, but now, he could not restrain himself anymore. Joyce opened another envelope, “Yeah, he didn’t dare to touch me, because if he had touched me, I would have chopped off his hand and feed it to the dog.”

fierce expression, Damien gently smiled. He should have reminded himself of whom she was. Because, how could Joyce Brown, let someone

day in the luxurious room, he was really blinded by

Robert, how did you sell yourself to the Green family?” Damien asked curiously.

that time. She frowned and said, “It was the coldest. winter in my life. I watched as the young and old

looked at Damien with wide-eyed eyes, “As the queen of Visionary, I definitely wanted to go back, but before

Olive with me, as the doctrine of Visionary, she would have carried everything on her shoulders and walk down the path I once walked. After much hesitation, I kept Olive, and

the best queen,

that she was a heartless, petty money

he had

she had never changed. She was still innocent, pure

Joyce’s head, “You’ve worked

to stare at him pitifully, “Then, treat me well in the future. After all,

you

must

had never

her

pressed her into his embrace, “Mrs. Robert, I want to take care

to pick her

which were on the bed, “Go wash first. I

quickly, I’ll wait

In the bathroom.

stood under the shower and washed his body. He waited,