The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 273

Chapter 273 Let go of me, what are you doing?
Olive’s lips are very beautiful, bright red, which is natural.
Furthermore, her mouth is very small, a cherry-like type of mouth. Elvis remembered someone telling him that this cherry mouth style was the type that men want to kiss the most.
Turns out she has such a pretty face when she takes off her veil.
Elvis the wild dream that night. In the dream, he pushed her against the wall, passionately
kissing her….
How could she be in his bed?
To seduce him?
Elvis’s Adam’s apple scrolled up and down. So many women wanted to climb into his bed, but he had never seen one this bold.
Elvis reached out and used his rough fingertips to caress her pretty face.
Her face was completely without makeup, white and clean, with a natural feminine body scent, and a little smell of the shower gel he used to use. Everything about her was what he liked.
Elvis pressed his fingers hard, only to see that the small part of her pressed face quickly lost its rosy color and became pale.
He pressed it again and forth a few times, and suddenly a desire to destroy was born in his heart.
Thin lips drawing a dark curve full of irony, Elvis lowered his head to kiss her red lips.
Olive was initially sleeping soundly, but suddenly she had a nightmare. It felt like a large rock was pressing on her heart, robbing her of her breath and making her unable to breathe.
So frustrating

Olive’s eyelids trembled uncomfortably, and she quickly opened them. And the next second, Elvis’s exquisitely handsome face contracted and enlarged in her pupils.
Now he was lying on top of her and kissing her hard.
Olive’s small head let out a “Boom”. She hadn’t had time to think, how could he be in her room, what was he doing?
Her small hands touched his chest, she vigorously pushed him
“Let me go, what are you doing?” She cried out.
away.
“Are you awake?” Elvis asked. He didn’t leave, but put his big hands beside her, looked down at her, and held her soft body in his arms, “I thought you would continue to pretend to sleep.”
“Pretend to sleep? Olive asked in surprise.
Elvis’s deep voice was slightly h oa arse, exceptionally pleasant: “What’s wrong? You come into my room, put on my clothes, and lie on my bed just to sleep?”
Wait. Wait.
Was this his room?
Olive quickly understood. It must be Grandma… and Betty tricked her!
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They tricked her into coming here!
“Mr… Mr. Augustine, I think there is some misunderstanding between us. Please listen to me.” “Oh.” Elvis looked at her swollen red lips. “Speak, I’m listening.”
“Today 1… I came to apply for a job. Aren’t you hiring a chef who specializes in nutrition? Here I am. I came to take care of the old lady.”
Elvis wore dark blue silk pajamas, now the belt was tied loosely around his waist, giving him a somewhat mature look.
“I really underestimated you. The first time, you stood at the door of the Bright Star, intentionally staring at my car to get my attention. The second time, you approached my cat in the bar, purposely hugged it, then bumped into my arms. This time, you pretended to be a chef, pretended to take care of my grandma but actually climbed into my bed.” He sarcastically said.
“Since when have you been keeping an eye on me? You’ve been investigating all the people around me. You’re so scheming.”
His cold and mocking voice caused Olive’s face to turn pale. Did he think so?
He was by nature a watchful person, surrounded by no shortage of temptations, and all her coincidences happened to be intentional in his eyes.
He felt that she was deliberately seducing him, no different from the women outside, and even more cun ning than them..
He really didn’t love her anymore.
Olive’s heart hurt like being stabbed by a knife. She explained. “No, this is my final explanation. If you don’t believe me, let go of me now, I will immediately leave your room.”
Olive wanted to get up.
But Elvis gripped her slender wrist, easily immobilizing her, “Now what do you want to do? Do you still want to seduce me? Now you’re in my bed and want to leave? Do you want to play “hard to get with me?”
Olive’s clear eyes glared at him angrily, a few strands of hair wrapped around her snow-white neck. She sarcastically said, “You said I wanted to seduce you, yes, but I don’t want to anymore. Okay?”
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