The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 598 Next time, don’t go out and seduce men

Olive didn’t know what was going on outside. She walked to the bathroom door, raised her hand and knocked.

Just then a deep, magnetic voice said, “Come in.”

Olive put her thin white hand on the doorknob, pushed it open.

Elvis’ tall handsome figure was standing in front of the sink, his slender fingers reaching up to unbutton his shirt.

The two buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing his se xy collarbone. Olive glanced at it, quickly averted her gaze, coughed and said, “Mr. Augustine, it’s not good for you to sleep here tonight, okay?”

Elvis glanced at her in the mirror. Her slender figure was standing at the door, her small face tilted, as if not looking at him to avoid suspicion, but he saw half of her face, beautiful and gentle. From this angle, her petite face was unnaturally red.

She came to chase him away.

“Is there something wrong with me sleeping here?” He asked back.

He knew why!

“Mr. Augustine, do you think it’s good for a lonely man and a widow to be in the same room?”

“Oh, are you afraid… I will sleep with you?”

Was she afraid he would sleep with her?

Hearing these words, Olive quickly turned her head to look at him. She blushed, raised her eyelids, “Mr. Augustine, don’t tell me you don’t want to sleep with me?”

Elvis’ movements were non-stop. He continued to slowly unbutton his shirt, replying, “Yes, but I don’t like forcing others. Even if I want to, I want you to voluntarily sleep with me.”

“Ha ha,” Olive pursed her red lips with a smile, “It’s always good to have a dream, Mr. Augustine. Just wait.”

Yes, she is arrogant.

She is his little cat.

outside for you, and I can be considered your benefactor. Is this how

even without you, I will handle it

woman’s silk-soft voice had a bit of clarity, her clear eyebrows were alluring more because of her intelligence and composure. Elvis glanced at her, “Is what that woman said

“What?”

you seduce her

“No…”

Elvis half-smiled, taking off his white shirt, “Do you like to

a hint of vanity in his

time, don’t go out and seduce

look innocent on the

hung at her side quickly clenched into fists. Although the fat woman said these

“Elvis, you…”

words, her eyes suddenly darkened. The man threw the white shirt he had taken off

warm breath of the man. The clean masculine breath of the man brushed against her, making Olive’s

the shirt

nose. Olive stretched out her slender white hands and hurriedly pulled down the white shirt

clear and

cat’s claw scratching

if you go

What a madman!

with him, “Elvis, you met Mr. Mahone this

the story of Mr. Mahone. She didn’t seduce Mr. Mahone, but he looked at

she was taking pictures, Mr. Mahone couldn’t

him. Three years later, she doesn’t need to wiggle her fingers anymore, those men will become

his thumb and index finger on the metal belt, glanced at the woman with his long,

What?

This is her room!

he giving her orders with the

“Elvis!”

eyebrows, his narrow eyes revealing a bit of a grown man’s

he said that, he “clicked” once, removing

Olive let out a small