The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 521 A Family Of Three.

Elvis stood tall and handsome at the door of the room. His white shirt was pulled from his trousers. He was extraordinarily handsome.

For a man his age, the past three years had accumulated all of his sharpness and savagery. His status and wealth had superimposed his indescribable masculine charm. Now Elvis had achieved all that there were for a human to achieve.

In the past three years, tons of women had flocked around him.

The maids all blushed quietly.

With a bang, the door opened immediately Elvis kicked it.

He raised legs and walked in. Little Nathan laid on the bed, he covered his body with a blanket, and one could not even see his little head.

“Nathan, your skin is itchy, isn’t it?”

Elvis’s knees were on the side of the bed, and he lifted up the quilt.

All his patience had been exhausted. He had been taking care of this son for the past three years.

But the last time he saw Olive in the Emperor’s Clubhouse, her charming little face was fresher than a rose petal, and she even went out to show off how she looked.

In fact, he had thought about her previous sickness. Back then, the old woman was so fierce and violent, but now she seemed to be completely healed.

However, in the past three years, she had returned to Visionary, and had met her mother, Joyce Brown. She must have been healed by Joyce.

Elvis rudely threw away the blanket, and tapped Nathan’s buttocks.

At this moment, the painting in Nathan’s hands fell onto the bed sheet.

Elvis’s narrow and deep eyes fell on the drawing paper for a while. “What is this?” he asked.

he locked himself in the room so that

and pretty woman with long fluffy hair led a little boy for a walk in the sun, which

with a discerning eye could tell that the little boy was Nathan himself, and

in the drawing was very similar to

was

quickly appeared on Elvis’s face. “Nathan, what are you drawing?”

his big black eyes and looked at his father. He knew that his father did not like any topic about his mother. No matter who mentioned his mother, he knew that his father would

up the painting and hid it under

he saw his son’s careful movements. He still remembered the first time

months old. Afterwards, Nathan was so frightened that he hid in

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the past two years, Nathan had gotten older. But searching through his memories, Elvis could not remember a time when Nathan asked about his mother. Nathan had never mentioned

front of him.

Nathan really longed for his mother. He needed the company of mother’s love more than

his father, Nathan had always been

and his inability to speak were directly related to his father,

could he still have the heart to cut off the communication between Nathan and Olive and

he had originally planned to do

on the edge of the bed. He stretched out his hand and took out the painting. Then he frowned

you painting? It’s just you and mummy here.

dull eyes suddenly lit up. He looked at his father in

painted his mother. Wasn’t

paintbrush and added his father

at himself in

this

in a bad temper and said, “Get up, get out

quickly got up from the bed and ran

Layla help

a boy and Aunty Layla was a