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.

now? Is she feeling better?” Elvis

hate him to death. She must not want him anymore. She will

the divorce papers, wouldn’t

breathe. He felt like a knife was

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

to cure his disease, but not at the cost of

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

again. He knew very well

hell alone, he had

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for sunshine all

restored to her. After a simple wash, she headed to the Ivory Council.

happiness. Dean

was a success, and you’re recovering

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

angel, you saved me. I want to repay you

help

You don’t have to repay

must repay you.” Mrs. Robert

you my life, hence I’m promising you my

as she looked at the old lady

an apple,

promise your life to this ugly

pillow

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