The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 193 Mrs. Augustine, why are you so red?

Elvis reached out and pulled her into his embrace. The wounds on his body hurt, but Elvis still didn’t let go of her. He tightened his strong arms and pressed her into his chest. His thin lips fell on her face and he kissed her on the face.

“Stop crying, Olive.” His hoarse voice coaxed.

Olive was a doctor and had come across lots of sick people. But when she heard that he had gotten into a car accident, she almost passed out.

Else was strong on individualism, and wouldn’t inform anyone of what he felt or went through, thus when he admitted to being in pains, Olive knew instantly that it was something grave.

The thought of what may have happened to him made Olive tremble. She pulled his hospital gown and looked at him with tears.

“You still have injures on your body, hurry up and let me go, or else the wounds might expand.”

Elvis kissed her eyes and mumbled,

“Let me hold you for a while please. I don’t feel any pains.”

“Mr. Augustine, don’t think that I’ll forgive you just because you’re sick, I’ve always warned that you drive slowly, but you’re so adamant and rarely listens.” Olive scolded angrily. She sniffed and continued,

“And also explain to me what you were doing on the street, when you had clearly told me that you wanted working on some documents in the office.” Olive added with poring eyes.

Elvis didn’t want to let her know where he was heading from. He also didn’t want her to know that he wasn’t at the office the previous night. And that he was sitting in the car, watching her and Marvin together. He didn’t want her to be aware of how jealous and envious he was when he saw her stand so close to his brother.

“Mrs. Augustine, please I’m sick. Let me rest.” Elvis buried his handsome face into her long hair and calmly closed his eyes.

Olive stretched out her hands and wrapped around his neck. She blinked her lashes and whispered

to his ears,

“What if something bad had happened to you, what did you think grandma will do?” Olive’s words lightly cut deep into his heart. He hugged her and nodded solemnly,

matter what happens in

dare to call the Red Villa, she

institute, so she could take proper care of Elvis. Elvis was injured and couldn’t take a bath. Olive got a warm water and used it to wipe his body. With a towel, she wiped his face, then went on to open his shirt, consciously avoiding the bandages. Once she done

Augustine.” Elvis suddenly called out, Olive stopped

Mrs. Augustine, why are you so

you forgetting to clean

everywhere.” Olive shook her

didn’t affect his elegance. With

help me wipe there too.”

face widened in surprise.

don’t want to. Wipe it yourself. Your hand isn’t wounded.”

and pleaded,

have any

the opinion that he intentionally wanted her wipe

here. I’m so obsessed with cleanliness hence I won’t feel comfortable if that place isn’t cleaned

at his pitiful face.

call you a male nurse.”

“Female.“Elvis interrupted.

What?

a female nurse to clean him down there?

threw the towel into this handsome

dodge the towel, once it fell on his handsome face,

lips drew into a sinister arc,

can call me a female nurse, or

Chose one quickly.”

She finally

wipe it for

sat on the edge

imagine whatsoever laid beneath. She tried to focus on the fact

she shut her eyes tightly. She had never done such to a