The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 288 I will stay away from you in the future
Marvin’s face changed unpredictably, and Olive quickly asked, “What’s wrong with you?”
“Olive, I’ve heard of your mom’s name,” Marvin told the truth.
“What? Really?” exclaimed Olive, overjoyed..
“That’s true, but I’ve just heard of it too. Give me time, I need to find out some things, and then I’ll tell you.”
Marvin has no way of telling her now, fearing that she won’t be able to accept it. He didn’t want to scare her, and he needed to investigate this. Joyce Brown and the Augustine family had a relationship, so it wasn’t difficult to know where Joyce Brown was in Imperial.
Olive believed in Marvin, and she nodded vigorously, saying, “Okay, it’s fine.”
“Olive, it’s too late. Let me take you home. Where do you live now?”
“I live in… The Red Villa…”
Hearing the name “The Red Villa”, Marvin quickly froze. Of course, he knew The Red Villa was property in Elvis’s name. After returning from Los Angeles, he lived in The Red Villa.
“Olive, are you and Elvis back together?” Marvin asked.
Olive shook her head, and said, “No, I met him not long ago, and we didn’t get along very well. I only lived at The Red Villa for two days. Grandma was very sick at first, but I am still helping her recover. Now I’m the youngest daughter of the Hart family. I’ve always lived with the Hart family.”
“Got it, get in the car, I’ll take you back to The Red Villa,” Marvin offered, politely opening the co-drivers door for her.
Olive looked at his handsome face, hesitated for a moment, then said, “Marvin, I know how much you care about me, and I’m also touched. Although what happened between Elvis and I is the past, because I don’t want to talk about love now, I can’t give you hope, and can’t accept your feelings for me, either. That’s not fair to you, so…”
Her mind is always so pure, not wanting to give others a chance. Marvin thought he was late anyway, and he never found her earlier than Elvis.
“Olive, I know, but you can’t turn down the chance to be my friend. Being nice to you is my business, having feelings for you is my business, too. Don’t be so cruel to me. Don’t always push me away from you like that.”

Olive’s heart slowly softened, then she lowered her head and sat in the passenger seat of Maybach, letting him take her home.
Olive returned to The Red Villa. Because it was already dark, after ten o’clock, the old lady and Betty had gone to bed.
She tried to be as gentle as possible so as not to make any noise, but soon she stopped in front of the
office door.
The door to the office didn’t close, leaving a gap. Through the gap, she saw a brightly lit room. Elvis was sitting in an office chair, a pen in one hand and a document in the other. He was holding cigarette between his long slender fingers and was smoking with a frown.
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The blue smoke obscured his handsome face, but vaguely she could see his brows furrowed. He occasionally knocked the cigarette into the ashtray. The cigarette butts fell from the scarlet flames, covering the whole body in layers of hostility.
His ashtray was full of cigarette butts and he smoked a lot.
What’s the matter with him?
Was he in a bad mood?
Olive could already feel the dull and suffocating atmosphere on his body, and thinking of the two of them struggling in the car, she planned to ignore him and go directly back to her room.
However, she turned around and went downstairs to make him a cup of coffee.
When she came to his office door again, she raised her hand and knocked on the door.
After a while, his deep, masculine voice came from inside: “Come in.”
Olive pushed open the door, went over, and set the coffee cup on the table.
Elvis’ large pen holding hand paused, his eyes narrowing at the coffee. Then he looked up at her, asking. “What is this?”
“Coffee. If you are really busy with work and need to stay up late, you should drink a cup of coffee. Quit smoking. Smoking is bad for your health, you smoked a lot. Olive said.
Elvis dropped the pen in his hand and lazily leaned back in his chair. “Huh,” he pursed his lips. letting out a low laugh from the back of his throat.
“What do you want? Don’t you get tired of hanging around with different men and pleasing different men every day? Doesn’t that satisfy your sense of vanity?” Elvis asked.
What was he talking about?
Olive’s slender eyelids trembled. She was kind enough to make him a cup of coffee, why did he humiliate her as if he had just eaten gunpowder?
“You’re not in a good mood right now, I won’t argue with you. Do your job. I’ll go out.” Olive said and turned to leave.
Elvis reached out and flicked the coffee cup on the table.
Hot coffee splashed on Olive’s thin white hand, and the back of her white hand immediately burned.
red.
Of course, Elvis saw it too. He didn’t mean it, he just couldn’t stand her teasing him. Just now he stood on the balcony watching, she just got out of Marvin’s car and went into his office.