The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 495 Now, I don’t love you anymore

Olive’s face was pale. She felt her shoulder was about to break, but she didn’t make a sound.

Before coming, she was afraid that her pregnancy would be exposed, so she used a needle to change the time of pregnancy. Even though he asked hundreds of thousands of doctors to check, the results were the same.

Elvis let go of Olive, and he kicked a chair, which cracked open.

He felt short of breath, so he reached out and smashed all the vases and lamps in the room to the ground. Even the documents on the table were thrown away.

For a moment, the whole room was in an uproar, the doctor and two nurses had retreated into the corner, scared to the point of not making a sound.

This is also the first time Peterson has seen his young master lose control like that. The self-control that his young master was most proud of was always broken in front of Olive in a split second.

Elvis has smashed enough. He smashed all the smashable things in the room. He stood tall in front of the French window, reaching frantically to pull the buttons of his shirt.

The two buttons of his shirt were roughly torn, revealing the man’s delicate collarbone. At this time he was full of hostility, his whole body was so gloomy that it could drip cold water.

Olive was a little worried for him. Although she cured him of his insomnia in Los Angeles, his paranoia may return. His out of control and moody appearance now made her feel like he was sick like in Los Angeles at the time, and that he was showing symptoms again.

If he gets sick again this time, his condition will be even more serious,

“Elvis…” Olive called, stepping forward.

the more deceived she is! When you were in the

With him?”

is betrayal, but you still betrayed me. How could you

I was so good to you but now you look down on me. You tram ple my sincerity over and over again. I’m so

he shook his head: “No, I will never spoil you again. Before, I wanted to spoil you because I wanted to, but now you

asking, “What

slowly curled his thin lips into a

black eyes looked down at

and she quickly covered her stomach with two sinall

be buried. And you, first obediently blow away the evil seeds in your stomach. I will imprison you, waiting for you to wash your dirty body, then come and serve

“Elvis, you can’t do

She could abort his child at

had never hated anyone like this before, and now he hated her, really

her, so he glanced at the doctor with a cold sharp gaze, shouting: “What are you waiting for? Go prepare the

doctor frantically wiped a cold sweat,

of freshly mixed black medicine and said with a trembling voice: “Young master… Young master, the medicine is

lips

doctor walked

her head in protest. “I won’t take the abortion medicine. Elvis, you can’t do

at Olive, and repeated in a deep voice, “Drink

nurses, “Come