The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 240 Sweet Time (1)

Olive laid in his embrace and looked at him. Her Mr. Augustine was still the same Mr. Augustine From before. He was in great shape and had no disabilities. Olive Paw that grandma would feel at ease If she saw Elvin this way.

Elvis looked down at the girl in his arms. Olive looked very obedient and soft. He was in good health, and that made her happy.

Elvis remembered when she was his wife, she would curl up in his arms like a cat, vowing to love and protect him.

Elvis’s rough thish slowly touched her red lips, rubbing; it softly.

Olive raised her body and kissed him on the cheek..

“Are you and Marvin together?” Elvis suddenly asked in a h o ar se voice.

Elvis was still thinking about this, Olive remembered the photos that she had seen. Amongst them were pictures of him standing in a dim corner, and watching Marvin enter her room.

At that time, Elvis had clenched his list. The veins on his hands could clearly be seen from the pictures. He clearly wanted to rush in and fight Marvin.

However, he had controlled himself,

He must have used all his willpower to restrain himself.

Olive playfully winked and whispered,

“I won’t tell you

Elvis stared at her, his eyes scorching hot. Withal, he soon let go her and stood up.

Olive swiftly grabbed his sleeve.

“Mr. Augustine, why are you reacting this way? Do you want to know the answer? You can find it out yourself.”

had already gotten the answer from

him to verify the answer himself. Elvis swallowed hard. He was a man, and Olive was the girl that he loved. His eyes were covered with lust, but

days. Alter live days, she would fly to Imperial and

endured for so long, and couldn’t lose guard

and unclasped her fingers from his

know. I’m going to

refused to let go, but instead she dragged

you’ve changed. Don’t you want to touch me

stared at her persistent and sad

a better man

240 Sweet Time

the

so self-willed.” Elvis ripped off her

men and women. Although Olive tried her best to drag Elvis, he still pulled his hand away. He

flew over and smashed on the back of his

voice

to think

and bounced out of the bed. Elvis ignored her

Olive bathroom.

blocking his path and preventing him from entering the

difference between the two. She needed to raise her head before she

not allowed to

a second he had thrown her into the big, soft bed. Elvis knelt on one knee, and propped himself on her side with one

so shameless? This is your boudoir, and all you’re doing is

tried her best not to lose her fierce aura, but she soon realized

her and grabbed her

go!”

Elvis kissed her

neck and