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.

his strong arm and rudely pulled her into his lap: “Olive, you fooled me. It’s true. The more beautiful a woman is, the more deceived she is! When you were in the restricted area, you said as long as I hadn’t slept with Crystal, you wouldn’t leave me. Now, how many days have you been with Derrick and you can’t wait to

With him?”

know what I hate most is betrayal, but you still betrayed me. How could

tram ple my

I will never spoil you again. Before, I wanted to spoil you because I wanted to, but now you must

at him, asking, “What do you

his thin lips into a mocking bloodthirsty curve, “I said

Ilvis’s black eyes looked down

glint of hatred in his eyes, her pupils shrank, and she quickly covered her stomach with two sinall hands. “Elvis, what do you want

will let Derrick die without a place to be buried. And you, first obediently blow away the evil seeds in your stomach. I will imprison

away. “Elvis, you can’t do

She could abort his child at will, but she

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

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

doctor frantically wiped a cold sweat,

a bowl of freshly mixed black medicine and said with a trembling voice: “Young

lips

doctor

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

on the dark red sofa, stared solemnly at Olive,

the two nurses, “Come and hold Miss