The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 637 He kissed her

Olive stood obediently in the corner, not daring to move, because in this melee between the men, she had to defend herself first, not dragging Elvis down.

At this moment, a bodyguard threw a bottle of wine at her. Her eyelashes trembled, she quietly touched the silver needle on her waist.

But when her vision darkened, a breath of clean and pure masculinity rushed forward, firmly protecting her in his chest.

With a bang, the bottle shattered.

Olive saw that Elvis had reached out, and now that the black sleeve on his arm had been cut, there was a long bl oody slit inside, making people scared.

He was the one who protected her just now.

He was injured!

Olive gasped, her heart seemed to be gripped by a large hand. She quickly used her small hand to suppress the blood from his wound.

Looking at the woman’s pale face, Elvis’ tall and straight body hidden in the dark, covered in a layer of bl oody hostility, he coldly smirked, ‘Satisfied? So many men have been fighting for you.”

Olive was momentarily speechless.

At this time, the security guards on the yacht and the person called by Raven were quickly present, quickly stabilizing the scene. Raven knocked out two bodyguards and ran over. “Elvis, are you okay?”

“No problem.” Elvis pursed his thin lips, then grabbed Olive’s slender wrist, pulling her away.

Elvis took big steps, Olive struggling to follow behind him. He walked to the door now, and he kicked the door open, pulling her in.

Before Olive could even stand up, she was dragged into the bathroom, pushed to the front of the sink. Then he turned on cold water to wash her wrists.

What was he doing?

What was he crazy about?

frowned and began

to

slender fingers to squeeze her hand so tightly that she couldn’t move. His

Elvis felt dirty.

just now, bloodthirsty fury rose up in his chest again. For some reason, he couldn’t see other men touching her, not even holding her

knew he wasn’t normal, and he tried his best to restrain himself, but

He couldn’t stand it.

Sulfur trade third by

his temper, and she couldn’t anger him at the

later, Elvis finally stopped, his long legs taking two steps forward. He pressed her against the porcelain wall, his two slender fingers

Messing around?

shook her head, “No, I didn’t do

a deep, dangerous laugh from his throat. ‘Then

lot girls in high-class chubs,

desires of those men. Olive stared blankly at the man in front of her, and suddenly realized that this man

of 30 years old really grew

fantasies about men. Olive can’t deny that she really loves this kind

does

understood what he thought

trembled, and she

too much. He still couldn’t accept the

let go

his injured right arm, meaning she

of him. She bent down to take off his bl oody black shirt, and then

this terrible wound, Olive’s heart still trembled. This is the wound

you hurt?”

yellow

Ile said it hurt.

her red mouth