The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

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Chapter 48 0 Olive, I believe in you!

Elvis did not look at Crystal.

“Elvis, what I said is true. Olive did all of this. In the bathroom, she even stole my phone and called someone!” Crystal insisted emotionally.

Elvis still didn’t display any emotions. He looked at Olive and asked, “Who did you call?”

Olive calmly shook her head, “I didn’t call anyone.”

“Liar! Elvis, don’t believe her, she’s lying to you!”

Elvis held Olive’s cold hands. “Olive, I still believe you, okay?”

Crystal stared in disbelief as Elvis declared his trust for Olive. “Elvis, what kind of love poison did Olive give to you? She killed your child with her own hands! How can you still believe her?”

Elvis raised his leg and kicked a wooden chair.

With a bang, the wooden chair shattered.

In the blink of an eye, Elvis had already stood up and swiftly pulled out the gun from Peterson’s waist. He pressed the black hole against Crystal’s forehead.

Crystal was paralyzed on the ground. As a child born into wealth, it was the first time of her being so afraid. The mouth of the gun was icy cold.

As long as he moved slightly, her life would be gone.

“Haa! Elvis? Please, don’t shoot!” She pleaded with her hands in the air.

trembled as she

she had said wrong. Although Elvis lost his child, Crystal knew him to be a man who didn’t reveal his emotions, hence she was taken off guard by his

couldn’t understand what she

very concerned about the death of his unborn

stared fiercely at Crystal’s cute face. “From now on, you’d better keep your mouth shut. If you want, I can help you go

Elvis would threaten her with a gun.

her ear,” I’m tired. Let her out” Olive

on her forehead slowly withdraw. Elvis let her go. “Take

Peterson

at Olive. Olive’s cold and indifferent gaze also fell on her

and feet were cold. She still didn’t know what

left, there were only two people left in the ward.

placed several kisses on her forehead. “Olive, go to

Okay?”

She gently

Olive was asleep when something cold

as she slowly opened

represented her

430 olive, I

was Elvis’s imaginary

that the child in her womb was

you. Always wear it on your body in

palm touched her hair and gently rubbed it.

turned around, walked to the

little bit and landed on her flat abdomen. Her clear eyes were filled with the softness of a mother’s love and a

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