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Chapter 197 The Second Poison Test

Olive had returned to the Red Villa. In order not to make Mrs. Samantha worry, she chitchatted with the old lady for a while before returning to the bedroom.

It was already very late, and Elvis still hadn’t returned.

Was he really not coming back tonight?

Olive didn’t want to believe that he had gone out to find a beautiful woman. She took out her phone and dialed Elvis’s number, but she couldn’t get through to him.

Olive made several consecutive calls, but he still couldn’t get connected to him.

Olive tossed and turned on the bed. Thinking of how Elvis was bullied and locked up in the mental hospital, Olive swore to find a cure for his sickness at all cost!

Her blood test results were to be out the following day, and she had concluded on carrying out another test.

With her mind being occupied with a lot things, Olive hastily fell asleep.

After some time, a luxurious car slowly parked in the lawn of the Red Villa. Elvis had gotten a new car, although it was still Rolls–Royce Phantom, he had gone for the newest model.

Elvis had his specific preferences, and had always stuck to them.

The villa’s door was opened, and Maria greeted him.

you back so late? Do you want me

his black outfit. His

and grandma, how are

ma’am Olive had joined grandma in making dessert. They had

He knew that live such a good

Maria added,

always comes up with new ideas to make the old lady happy. Since you got married sir, I can attest to grandma being much more happier.

the kitchen and took out the dessert that Olive had made. It

Of course, Maria was aware. But she went to the

a spoon and

yummy?” Mrs. Maria inquired.

nodded and muttered,

it’s very sweet.”

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Second Poison

from the yellow lamp. A slender figure curled up on the soft big bed. Olive had

squatted on one knee. He stretched

soft, and her skin

and his thin lips rested on her forehead, as he placed

had seen her calls, but had deliberately not answered. For he knew that once he answered the call, that he was bound to

lost all his

angry today because I didn’t want you to know my dark past. As a husband, I hope that you can always listen

his head into

I’m sick, but if you can’t cure me,

had no one teach me what trust meant. Everything I wanted always slipped through my fingers like fine sand. You’re just twenty, and you’re still growing. In the future, you will meet more prominent men than me, and they may all be better than I am. By that time, will you still want

she

The

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