The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 202

Chapter 202 Grow old beside him.

The tipsiness that Elvis felt earlier had instantly disappeared from his eyes.

A while ago, he was really drunk and had mistook Pamela for Olive. But when he buried his face int Pamela’s long hair, the scent that greeted him was not Olive’s sweet fragrance, but an artificial fragrance, and he was instantly awakened.

She was not his Olive!

With the thought of him pulling Pamela into his arms, Elvis felt really uncomfortable and wanted to take a bath right away.

“Get out, and don’t let me see you again!” Elvis swiftly entered into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Elvis took off his black shirt. His shirt was already strained with Pamela’s scent. A strand of her hair was even on his shirt.

Elvis threw the black shirt into the trash can, then he turned on the shower, and the cold water flowed down from his head.

He scrubbed himself multiple times, but no matter how much he washed, he couldn’t wash away the disgust in his heart.

Elvis shut his eyes and Olive’s soft voice sounded in his ears. Elvis rinsed himself and was a little impatient and flustered.

Elvis suddenly halted.

What was he doing?

Didn’t he want to get a divorce? Didn’t he want to push her away?

Elvis closed his eyes and allowed the cold water flow down his body. His mind was filled with thoughts about Olive.

is she now? Is she feeling better?”

to death. She must not want him anymore. She will leave him soon,

sign the divorce papers, wouldn’t

felt like a knife was deeply inserted into heart, all

him with all her heart and was ready to hurt herself just to save him. In order for him to prevent her from hurting herself in the future on his behalf, he had

cure his disease, but not at

starting. In the future, she would meet someone better than him, and she would

he would never meet a girl like her again. He knew very well how bad

hell alone, he had come

The Subs

Grow

sunshine all

opened her eyes and her vision was restored

Dean Sebastian personally checked Mrs.

success, and you’re recovering quite

on the head of the bed. Although she was still weak, she was in a

my angel, you saved me. I want

couldn’t help

doctors to treat people. You don’t have to repay me, as long as

repay

life, hence I’m promising you my life. Mrs. Robert

she looked at the old

who was eating an apple, let

your life to

grabbed a pillow and

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255