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,

promise that no matter what happens in the

call the Red Villa, she definitely couldn’t tell

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 cleaning his entire body, she stood up and made to empty the

Olive stopped and turned to

Augustine, why are

you forgetting to clean

Olive shook

on the bed lazily. The blue hospital gown that he wore didn’t affect his elegance. With his gaze on

help me wipe there

face widened in surprise. She

to. Wipe it yourself.

frowned and

any strength, please help

was of the opinion that he intentionally wanted

We’re speaking about hygiene here. I’m so obsessed with cleanliness hence I won’t feel comfortable if that place isn’t cleaned as

at his pitiful face.

just call you

“Female.“Elvis interrupted.

What?

actually wanted a female nurse to clean him down there?

hand and threw the towel into this handsome face.

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

lips drew into a

nurse, or you do it

Chose one quickly.”

Olive muttered inwardly. She finally compromised and grabbed the towel,

it for

it into the disinfected water, Olive sat on the edge of

and tried not to imagine whatsoever laid beneath. She tried to focus on the fact that he was a patient and needed to be taken care of.

Olive’s face reddened, as she shut her eyes tightly. She had never done such to