The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 150

Chapter 150 He H ates Himself. What was he doing? How could he conviently mention the word “divorce”? Olive who had just tried out a poison felt very weak and uncomfortable. “I don’t like you anymore!” She half yelled. Elvis used his fingers to clasp her two wrists domineeringly, pressing them above her head. “It is fine if you don’t like me anymore! There are many women who likes me, and there are more beautiful and better than you. As long as I spare them a glance, they’ll all scurry over!” Olive’s eyes reddened, and a mist of water quickly covered her bright eyes Elvis controlled her hands with one hand, and took off her trousers with the other hand. He muttered cruelly, “But I’m not done with you! You’re still my wife! Dare to go to bed with other men behind my back, and see how I’ll ki l you all!” Olive couldn’t help but struggle. “Elvis, don’t touch me!” “Olive, I’m in a bad mood right now! You’d better be obedient. Otherwise, you wouldn’t like what I’ll do to you! Or are you still struggling?” Elvis’s eyes were already darkened. He was really sic k. Olive knew that struggling was of no use, as she only angered him more. She turned her face away and didn’t look at him, but the tears which had welled up in her eyes had fallen,

Elvis tugged at her pants. Soon, he buried his face in her long hair. He begun kissing her hair. His thin lips fell on her earlobe. His hoarse voice sounded, “Olive, you must always remember who you are. You’re my wife. If you wanna go off with another man, then just know that I don’t want you anymore. Do you understand? I, Elvis Augustine, doesn’t lack women, don’t push me!”

The girl in his arms was speechless. Elvis opened his eyes and looked at her. Olive had closed her eyes, and tears were streaming down her pale face. Elvis’s tall and straight body suddenly stiffened. He stared at the girl’s tears. He had already bullied her into a corner. All she did was lower her head and sob. Her teeth were biting on her red lips. It was pitiful for her to be curled up and bullied by him. It was as though a basin of cold water had been poured on Elvis. All the violence and rage which he exuded had instantly vanished, as he returned to his senses. He didn’t know what he had just done! He was horr ible! The Sub Bride: Doted by My Billionaire Husband This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

She must h ate him now! Elvis’s gaze landed on her slender wrist. In the institute, he had pulled her very hard. Her skin was very delicate, and red marks were now visible on her wrist. His hands were so strong that he left traces almost as soon as he touched her. Elvis quickly let go of her. His heart seemed to be empty, and it hurt alot. Elvis raised his hand and smashed his fist directly on the mirror beside him. The mirror shattered to pieces, and a few long blo o dy openings were pulled out of his hand.

He immediately turned around and left. Elvis didn’t leave the corporation, but had stayed in the CEO’s office. He sat on the black leather chair and began to smoke. The smoke obscured his handsome face. Scarlet ashes fell from his fingertips, emitting a layer of hostility. After some time, a sudden voice exclaimed from the bathroom, “Ah!” Elvis was startled and quickly threw the cigarette bu tt into the ashtray. He pulled out his long legs and pushed open the lounge door.

“What’s wrong?” He inquired, with his eyes staring at her. Olive had cried enough. Her eyes and nose were red. Her eyelashes were dripping with tears. She got dressed and stepped down from the washstand, but her limbs are numb from being inactive for a long time. She almost fell as soon as she landed. Olive raised her eyes and looked at the man by the door. Her muffled voice queried, “Why didn’t you leave?” Elvis didn’t expect that she would still be willing to talk to him. Didn’t she dislike him anymore? Didn’t she h ate him anymore? Elvis’s voice was hoarse. “You’re here, I can’t. I can’t even dare to leave. I’m afraid that if I leave, then you’ll leave as well. And i won’t be able to find you.” Olive snorted. Her eyes darkened and her slender body fell directly to the carpet. Elvis was startled as he stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his embrace. “Olive! What’s wrong with you? Olive?” Olive opened her eyes and stared at Elvis’s handsome face. Now, his face was clouded with tension and guilt. “I’m not feeling too well. You still don’t believe me. Marvin just helped me because I was sic k. Mr. Augustine can you please trust me this once?” Elvis looked at her saddened and pale face. He should have noticed that something was

wrong with her face in the institute, but he was blinded by jealousy. He didn’t realize that she was sic k. He went on to torture her the more. “I believe you.” Elvis held her hands and kissed her messily. “Mrs. Augustine, I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m always like this. I h ate myself like this.” Olive looked at the corners of his red eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I’m feeling a little bit dizzy. Carry me to the bed. So I can rest for a while.”

Elvis quickly picked her up and placed her on the big soft bed. He took out his medical kit, knelt on one knee beside the bed, and started to help her treat. her wound. He lowered his eyes and looked very focused. He moved gently, afraid that he’ll hurt her. After he had healed the wound on her fingers, he smeared the medicine on her wrist. After applying medicines to all her wounds, he covered the first aid kit and put it back in the drawer. He stood up and started cleaning the mess in the room with a broom. Olive looked at him. The wound on his hand had not been treated, but the blood had already clotted. Elvis squatted and picked up the pill that he had thrown away, he silently put it into his mo uth and swallowed it. Olive suddenly felt like a big hand was grabbing tightly to her heart, causing it to hurt.