The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 37

Chapter 37 Want to sleep with me?

Elvis walked to the bathroom door, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The door cracked opened. Olive hid behind the door and had taken away her mask, but

the door panel blocked her face and he could not see her.

“Thank you for your kindness. Please let me have it.”

The steaming heat from the bathroom rushed out, carrying the fragrance of the shower

gel. Elvis looked at her exposed skin. Her skin was white and there were small crystal

water droplets on it.

Elvis handed her the sanitary pad and a new dress. Olive reached out to get it, but he

didn’t let go.

Olive tugged on it. But he still didn’t release it. Olive raised her head and looked at him.

Elvis stared at her watery eyes and there were as though she was about to get angry.

He slowly let go of it.

Olive took the clothes and quickly closed the door.

Elvis stood by the window smoking a cigarette, the bathroom door opened and Olive

walked out.

She wore a cherry colour long dress with suspenders. The thin shoulder straps hung

from her smooth shoulders, her figure was unobstructed.

The dark red colour did justice in beautifying her skin. She looked just beautiful in it.

Olive’s eyes fell on his handsome face and she gently frowned,

“Why are you smoking again?”

Elvis tuck one hand in his trousers pocket and didn’t say nothing. Olive walked over and

check the injury on his left hand.

“What? Of course it hurts. If you knew that it’ll hurt, why did you say those words to me,

when you knew I’d be angered.” Elvis muttered. Olive let go of his hand and turned to

leave.

Elvis grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms. Then he pushed her against the

window. He puffed the smoke from his mouth on her small face.

Olive didn’t expect him to do such. She choked on the smell of the cigarette and

coughed.

“Mr. Augustine, what are you doing? Are you done?” Olive pushed him.

“Who was that woman who answered your call?” Elvis was stunned for a moment, he

frowned, “what?”

Olive snatched the cigarette from his fingertips, and drew a smoke. Following his

example, she puffed the smoke on his face.

Elvis’s big hands pinched her soft waist and pushed her back into the wall. He warned

in a low voice,

“Speak! Don’t seduce!”

Olive sneered,

“When it comes to seducing people, I’m far behind Mr. Augustine. While flirting with me,

he still went on with his lover at a buisness trip.”

Elvis didn’t quite understand what she she meant.

“Make it clearer.”

“Mr. Augustine, I think that’s enough. But I’ll go ahead and say it because you are

shameless. That night while you were away on a buisness trip, I called you, and a

woman answered your phone. She said that you were taking a shower!”

Elvis quickly took out his phone from his pocket and went through the call log. She

really did call, and the call was answered.

Elvis remembered that his private secretary Andrew, had told him that that night, that

the public relations director, Rita had been there.

It was Rita who had answered the call.

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Chapter 37 Want to sleep with me?

Elvis eyes flashed coldly. At this moment, he felt Olive moving around. He imprisoned

her and said,

“Be honest with me!” Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“What do you mean? It’s been revealed, so you’re angry?” Olive looked at him

provocatively.

Elvis took the cigarette from her fingertips and threw it into the ashtray.

“Mrs. Augustine, are you jealous?”

Olive quickly denied it,

“No, I’m not.”

“Who sent me to find another woman over and over again?”

Olive was speechless. She had thought that if she exposed him that he would be

embarrassed, but instead, he turned the situation around…

Olive had never seen such a scumbag before.

“Elvis, you’re shameless!” Olive clenched her fist and hit him twice on the chest.

Elvis squinted at the girl who was wriggling in his arms. Elvis pursed his lips. The gloom

of the past few days had been swept away, and now, he was in a good mood.

“Mrs. Augustine, look at your stubbornness. Just because my phone was answered you

were throwing a tantrum, are you gonna go bunkers if I had sex with someone else?”

Olive’s movement froze, and she exploded,

“I’m not jealous, I said I’m not jealous!”

Seeing that she was angry, Elvis raised his hand and held her little nose, with a low

voice, he said,

“Mrs. Augustine, although you say that you aren’t jealous, but, I still like you being

jealous for me.”

Elvis let go of her and said,

“Sleep here tonight.”

With that, he turned around and headed to the door. Olive quickly stopped him,

“Where are you going?”

This was his room, and it was already late. So where was he going?

Elvis glanced at her,

“Do you want me to sleep with you?”

Olive’s face reddened. She angrily picked up the pillow on the bed and smashed it into

his handsome face.

Elvis furrowed his brows, then walked out of the room.