The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 143

Chapter 143 I am a patient
Elvis was driving his Rolls-Royce Phantom, and he didn’t utter a word throughout the journey.
Olive already concluded that he was angry. She turned her face and looked at him.
“Mr. Augustine, are you angry?” Olive asked in a bid to wave off the air of awkwardness and possibly initiate a conversation.
Elvis pressed his hand on the steering and responded without squinting,
“Why then are you asking?”
“Mr. Augustine, I really can explain this matter. I didn’t know that the principal of Holy Nile academy is your aunt, and I also didn’t know that Marvin is your brother. It was just a coincidence.”
Elvis glanced at her and inquired,
“Is Marvin your colleague?”
Elvis wasn’t aware that Marvin was in LA, and he wasn’t also aware that Marvin had entered the Ivory Council and became colleagues with Olive. Reasons being that Marvin was an academician in Canada, the youngest at such.
Olive nodded honestly,
“Yes, I met him at Ivory Council.”
“Are you both familiar with each other?”
“I’m not familiar with him, I just found out his name a while ago…
“Anything else?” Elvis questioned with his eyes glued to the road.
“What do you wanna hear? Okay fine, Marvin had helped me a few times.” Olive replied tiredly.

Before Olive could complete her sentence, Elvis let out a low and hoarse laughter. The Marvin that he knew wasn’t someone who liked to meddle in other people’s affair. He was cold and distant. If they weren’t familiar with each other, why then did he help her?
Elvis slammed the steering wheel with his big hand and swerved. The car accelerated like
an arrow.
Olive felt like she was about to be flown out of the car. She gasped as her face became pale with fright.
“Mr. Augustine, please drive slowly.” Olive beckoned.
Elvis’s handsome face was cold. He didn’t slow down, but had stepped on the accelerator, increasing the speed of the car.
Olive was dizzy and a feeling of nauseating suddenly clouded her.
“Mr. Augustine, if you don’t slow down, I’ll be a little upset. Let me also ask you, Bounty is your aunt, right? Did you send Pamela to Holy Nile through your aunt’s connection? Yea, you did send Pamela, and you think that’s nothing. But I really don’t understand why

face to the window, as she ignored him. The atmosphere in the car became stiffened, as silence fell. This was a real quarrel for them. Elvis raised his hand and ripped open the two buttons on his shirt. He was furious that Olive was conversing with his brother. He didn’t like the feeling at all. Elvis adjusted his neck and looked at Olive. Olive’s face had turned wan. Such a fast speed had left her nervous and uncomfortable. She hugged her dress tightly, as she hoped for the car to slow down. Elvis’s anger seemed to have been quenched. As a mature and rational man, he was perfectly aware of the dangers of driving so fast and careless. Elvis licked his lips as he realized how terrifying he was whenever he lost control of himself. Elvis slowed down the car and stopped by the roadside. Olive quickly opened the front passenger’s door. She found a

Elvis stepped out of the car and went to her side. He wanted to raise his hand to caress her back, but his right hand froze in the air. After some seconds, he retracte d it.
He handed her a w hite handkerchief. Olive had stopped vomiting as she collected the hanky and wiped her mou th. Once she was done, she raised her eyes to look at him.
you “I do understand that you’re angry, but please next time don’t drive so fast, I don’t like driving so fast. You made me so uncomfortable.”
Elvis looked at her reddened eyes. There were even some tears on it.
Elvis suddenly felt like a knife was twisting in his chest.
“It’s seems like I can’t control myself. Treat me as though I’m si c k again.”
Olive could notice the self-deprecating expression on his eyebrows. She quickly took out a pill from her purse and placed it on his lips.
“Take this medicine, you’ll be alright, okay?”
Elvis turned his head and avoided the pill. Usually, he would obediently take the pill and corporate with Olive. This was the first time he had refused medication from Olive.
“Why don’t you wanna have it?” Olive asked
Elvis reached out and collected the pills from Olive and threw it into the trash can.
“Hey, what are you doing? How could you throw away the medicine?” Olive frowned and quickly opened the lid of the trash can. She placed both of her hands into the trash can as she searched for the pill.
Elvis quickly grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms.
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