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Chapter 123
Chapter 123
Chapter 123 I hope you can grow old by myself.
They were both sitting on the soft wool carpet. Olive placed both of her hands on the
ground. She herself did not know how squeamish she was at the moment.
Elvis let her go for the time being. Olive quickly laid on the ground. She laid with her
face facing the stars. She felt as though she should reach up and grab the stars.
Olive turned to look at the diamond ring in her right hand. Her red lips arched in a sweet
smile.
A meteor flashed across the sky and a shooting star sped towards Olive.
She stood up from the ground and stared startledly at the shooting star. A strong arm
suddenly hooped around her waist and hugged her from behind.
“What are you afraid of?” Elvis whispered as he kissed her hair.
The meteor exploded with a bang and instantly turned into a colourful fireworks. The
fireworks quickly fell to the ground, spreading like rain.
Countless fireworks illuminated the entire city of Los Angeles. Olive was speechless,
she exclaimed like a naive girl,
“Wow! This is super gorgeous!”
Elvis improsoned her in his arms. His thin lips fell on her ear and he kissed her again.
He took out his phone and made a post with the captain,
“Mrs. Augustine, I hope you will grow old beside me. Happy birthday my queen.”
Pamela was now out of the six–star hotel. She stood outside the hotel. The entire city
was blazing. All the vehicles and pedestrians had stopped to look at the beautiful sky.
“Wow. This is so beautiful.”
“Why is it raining fireworks?”
“Don’t you guys know that today is President Augustine’s wife’s birthday”
The pedestrians chatted amongst themselves.
Pamela looked at the dazzling night sky. She knew that it was Elvis’s doing.
However, she felt cheated, as though she was meant to be living the life, and not Olive!
Pamela could only feel bitterness. The entire happenings made her loose her sanity.
She took out her phone and logged into her social media account.
Pamela kept swiping. The number one trending news was the revelation at Olive’s
birthday.
Pamela clicked on Elvis’s account. As the most prominent dignitary in Los Angeles,
Elvis had always been low–key, thus he only had a buisness account and no personal
account.
But Pamela was shocked to see a personal account of Elvis, and the only person that
he followed was Olive.
Pamela read through the post that Elvis had made for Olive. She felt her eyes ache in
pains. She tried
Chapter 123 I hope you can grow old by myself
to open her eyes, but it was cloudy as the tears rolled freely down her cheeks.
She had seen lots of couple’s birthday post, but she had never seen any where the man
wished that the lady should grow old beside him.
A man like Elvis commanded authority and wealth and could get any woman that he
liked. He was capable of protecting tens of women.
Pamela opened the comment section of trending post.
“So Olive is actually Elvis’s wife! OMG!”
“I can’t believe that Olive had gotten married to Elvis!”
“With the fireworks and the meteor shower this evening, I’ve concluded that Olive is
such a lucky girl.”
“I really can’t imagine what Pamela is passing through now.”
The post which was made by one of the guests when Olive had confessed to Elvis
being her husband, had generated over thirty million views.
Pamela kept scrolling as the hot tears that had welled up in her eyes had rained
relentlessly.
Why?
Why was this happening to her?
She was meant to be Mrs. Augustine!
Elvis took Olive out of the hotel, and they both entered Elvis’s car and headed home.
Elvis was driving, as his big hands propped on the steering wheel. He looked up and
stared at the rearview mirror. There was a car behind him, it was Pamela’s.
Pamela had gone after him.
Olive sat in the passenger seat with a piece of strawberry jam cake in her hand. She
scoop a spoonful into her mouth. She didn’t notice Pamela’s car which was speeding
towards them.
“Mr. Augustine, do you wanna eat?” She offered a spoonful to Elvis. Elvis glanced at the
cream on her lips.
Olive was quite in a good mood. So she was willing to be feed him. She leaned overContent (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.
and pressed the spoon to his lips.
Elvis opened his mouth and Olive shoved the spoon into it. He immediately changed
lane. The Roll Royce Phantom sped into the traffic and accelerated forward.