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

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

understand what she

Elvis was very concerned about the

cute face. “From now on, you’d better keep your mouth shut. If you

thought that one day, Elvis would threaten her with a gun. She didn’t believe it, she really didn’t believe

a beautiful voice sounded in her

felt the cold hole on her forehead slowly withdraw. Elvis let her go. “Take her

sir.” Peterson took

at Olive. Olive’s

what Olive

people left in the ward. Olive laid down and shrunk her body into

walked over. He lowered his head and placed several kisses on her forehead. “Olive,

Okay?”

did not respond. She gently closed her

was asleep when something

she slowly opened

represented her and Elvis, and the little

olive, I believe

Elvis’s

the child in her womb was

is for you. Always wear it on your body in

touched her hair and gently rubbed it. Elvis gently and covered her with

turned around, walked to the sofa, and

the little porcelain figure in her hands. Her hand under the blanket moved down a little bit and landed on her flat abdomen. Her clear

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