The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 437

Chapter 437 Elvis The Resentful Husband
Then he pointed the gun at himself and told her not to leave, but she turned her back, didn’t look back, and walked away.
He pulled the trigger, and “bang…”
Elvis suddenly opened his eyes.
He woke up from a dream. At this time, his forehead was covered in a layer of cold sweat, his clothes were soaked with sweat, his chest rose and fell, and his sluggish pupils gradually became condensed.
At this time, in his ear came the gentle voice of Dr. Kellerman: “President Augustine, are you okay? Congratulations, you have recovered all your memories, but are these memories what you want?”
Elvis covered his scarlet eye sockets with his hand, then slowly closed his eyes.
The Red Villa.
Olive and the old lady and Betty exercised for an hour, then she went back to her room to shower. When she came out, it was nine o’clock.
However, Elvis hasn’t returned yet.
He said he would come back to the company. Why is it so late that he hasn’t come back yet?
Olive picked up the cell phone and wanted to call Elvis, but at this moment, there was a “ding”, and a message from North arrived.
Olive clicked on Messenger. North sent a photo of Elvis. He was in a bar and drinking-
He didn’t come back and went to the bar to drink this late?
North sent another text, “Olive, did you have an argument with Mr. Augustine?”
Olive replied with a question mark.
North: “Oh, how come Mr. Augustine is here drinking so much? Hurry up and bring him home. The women here are looking at him like a tiger stalking prey, wanting to rush at your Mr. Augustine.”

North sent another photo. The co olly dressed beauties in the bar all focus on Elvis, like wolves and tigers.
Olive hastily bit her bright red lip with her white teeth. She didn’t know what he was doing. Why did he go drinking?
Olive was a little confused and angry, so she didn’t answer.
In the bar
Elvis was sitting at the bar drinking wine. Now he is wearing a black shirt, the sleeves rolled up twice, revealing an expensive watch on his muscular wrist. At this point, the blinding lights in the bar rotated 360 degrees above him without any blind spots, 11is handsome face was magnificent.
on the table, and his deep eyes were tinged with
Elvis was drinking, there were many empty bottles
a bit of drunkenness.
Peterson looked at Elvis warily, “Young master, drink less. It’s getting late. Let’s go back.”
“What time is it? Elvis asked.
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“It’s nine o’clock.”
It was nine o’clock, very late, Elvis took out his cell phone, but the cell phone was empty, Olive didn’t text or call him, not even a single one!
Elvis poured himself a drink, he curled his thin lips into a light and lonely curve, muttering: “I’m not coming back. She doesn’t care about me anyway. She has to be busy with healing and saving lives. She’s also busy with Grandma and Betty. She doesn’t want to come with me!”
Peterson was dumbfounded. Why did his young master have a sour tone… like a wife resenting her husband?
No, this is definitely not the smart young master in his memory!
The young master is just drunk!
Certainly!
Peterson said, “Young master, should I call Miss Hart?”
Elvis stopped drinking, and glanced at Peterson, a little arrogantly, “Why should you call her?”
“I’ll call Miss Hart to bring you home.”
Elvis straightened his handsome back and said nonchalantly, “I didn’t let you fight, but since you want to fight, you can call her. Tell her I’m drunk, pick me up.”
Peterson quickly pulled out his cell phone and dialed Olive’s number.
The Red Villa.
Olive’s cell phone rang, and there was a call.
The white finger gently pressed the button, and on the other end of the line came Peterson’s voice: “Miss Hart, the young master is drunk in the bar. Hurry and bring him back.”
Hearing Peterson’s voice, Olive frowned and said a few words from her red lips, “I’m not going.”
She wouldn’t go…
Because the speakerphone of the phone was turned on, the words were clearly transmitted to Elvis’s
eardrums.
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