The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 741 Go to the Hotel

Mrs. Annabelle?

Hearing this name, Marvin’s handsome eyelids moved slightly. When he was very young, he had seen a portrait of Annabelle in his father’s study.

His mother, Lily, and Annabelle, looked very similar, but at that time, he could see the difference between the two people at a glance.

Back then, he was shocked. He raised his small hand and wanted to caress the face of the person in the painting.

He didn’t know what was wrong with him. It was as if there was a force calling out to him, and he wanted to get closer to the person in the painting.

But before his little hand could touch it, the study door was pushed open and his father appeared.

He still remembered his father’s frosty expression. His father had ordered him with a deep voice, “Get out! Remember, you can’t touch the person in this painting!”

At that time, his aunt had just returned. He stood outside and listened to his aunt and his father arguing in the study.

Hence, Marvin knew from a very young age that his father had only loved one woman in his life, and that woman’s name was Annabelle.

Because he was the son of his mother, his mother could not spoil him, and his father did not also like him, and he did not even have the qualifications to touch the painting of Annabelle.

His mother often told him that he was also a descendants of the Augustine family, but why did he have nothing?

In fact, it wasn’t that he didn’t have anything, but that he didn’t want anything. He had longed for his fatherly love since he was a child.

was a doctor, but he had been healing

was much luckier, because Elvis met Olive, Olive reached out and

his deepest regrets. Maybe one day he would marry a wife,

the past four years. In the underground medical research base,

loving her was the best thing he

made him feel that the world was actually treating him gently. He was willing to slowly try

told him that she looked forward to meeting a better

no need to meet

Olive who had

itchy. Olive smiled and said, “Mr. Augustine, you are too old. Leave

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grabbed her soft waist. “Calculate carefully. Where have you been spending your time recently? If I don’t do something, you’re

her bright eyes fell on his handsome facial features. “Mr. Augustine, isn’t

jealous?” Elvis raised his eyebrows and

around and

smooth shoulders and pushed

food to give you

understood what he meant. “Mr.

didn’t utter another word, as he lowered his head and kissed

street, but in the early hours of the morning, there was no one there. He trapped her in his arms and

away, but his muscles were hot and hard, and his body temperature seemed to be burning. It was as if he

and wanted to retract her little hand, but Elvis grabbed her hand and dragged it

Elvis rubbed her nose and called her in a hoa rse voice,