Chapter 180
The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband
Chapter 180 What I want is not a treatment, but you.
Elvis stood up and went after her. He walked into the kitchen and pulled her out.
âOlive, how can you sleep tonight after drinking this soup? Mrs. Augustine, did you do this on purpose?â
âWhat did I do on purpose?â Donât mess around with me. If you donât wanna eat it, itâs fine. Iâll keep it and have it later.â Olive gestured and extended her hand.
Elvis lowered his hands and kissed her on the forehead. He threatened in a low voice, âIf I canât sleep tonight, then donât even dream of sleeping as well!â
Olive suddenly regretted cooking him the pepper soup.
The dinner ended happily. Elvis went on to have a cold shower. The duo stood before the washbasin to brush their teeth.
Elvis handed her a toothbrush which was filled with toothpaste. Olive took a sip of water and began brushing her teeth.
âMr. Augustine, did you go the villa today?â Olive inquired.
âYes, I did. My aunt was there was well.â
Olive stared at Elvis with questioning eyes.
Elvis reached out and patted her on the shoulder, âNay, donât worry, there was no quarrel.â Elvis lied.
âThatâs good.â
âMr. Augustine, do you know that the old lady that I had saved, Mrs. Robert, sheâs actually grandmaâs friend. She came to LA to bond with grandma, but she had suddenly fell ill. Grandma still doesnât know about this right?
Hearing Olive mention the Robertâs family, his eyebrows moved a hit.
âGrandma probably doesnât know, otherwise, grandma would have stormed down to the Ivory Council.
Grandma and Mrs. Robert have been best of friends for decades. They have quite a good relationship.â
âOh, then Iâll tell grandma once the operation is successful, so that she wouldnât be worried.â
âOkay.â
A memory súddenly surfaced on Oliveâs mind. She blinked her lashes and looked at Elvis.
âMr. Augustine, the Augustine and the Robertâs families seem to be friends from way back. Do you know if the Robertâs family have a daughter?â
Elvis glanced at Olive and replied, âYeah, I think so. Why do you ask?â
âIsnât it true that wealthy friends often time would want their children or grandchildren to marry each other. Is there a story between you and that girl? Be frank with me, youâre not allowed to lie to me!â
Elvis pursed his lips and gave it a thought. Frankly, there wasnât any story between him and the girl.
Although his father had always wanted him to marry the daughter of the Robertâs family.
Elvis reached out and hugged her boneless body.
âIâm not familiar with the daughter of the Robertâs family. Why donât we talk about you and Marvin? Are you familiar with each other?â
Elvis was really good at domineering, he had hastily shifted the topic to her.
âI recently found out that Marvin was the man that I had performed the surgery with.â Olive turned and hugged his sturdy waist, looking up at him with her beautiful face, she said, âMr. Augustine, Iâll be performing a surgery on Mrs. Robert alongside Marvin. Hope you wouldnât mind?
Elvis already knew about the operation. To be honest, Elvis really did mind.
Although Olive hadnât taken Marvin seriously two years back, but Marvin did, he had fallen in love with her at first sight, and even chased after her to LA!
Elvis knew that the war had just began, and his aunt and brother were determined to win.
Elvis could do nothing to prevent Olive from participating in the operation with Marvin. This was not him! This was not Elvis Augustine!
Elvis had started his buisness when he was a teenager. He had never been merciful to his enemy!
Elvis wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pressed her tightly into his embrace. Then he said softly, âWell, it doesnât matter, okay?â
After giving it a thought, Elvis knew that he really could do nothing. He couldnât break her limbs to prevent her from going, neither could he imprison her to his side.
He could only endure the enemyâs repeated provocations for her sake.
âMr. Augustine, thank you.â Olive thanked him sweetly.
Elvis lips curved into a charming arc.
âMrs. Augustine, you really arenât sincere with your appreciation. If you wanna show your gratitude, then use your mouth.â
Olive quickly pushed him away and wiped a little bubble on his handsome cheek, as she turned to run away.
Elvis grabbed her waist and pulled her back. He leaned over and kissed her red lips.
âMrs. Augustine, itâs been a while since I took care of you, right? I owe you.â
Olive giggled in his embrace, and avoided his kiss.
âI havenât washed my hand yet, there are still bubbles on them.â
âReally?â Elvis covered her lips with his. He kissed her red lips and led her to the bedroom.
Olive and Elvis chitchatted for a while. Olive soon fell asleep. While in a daze, she felt her lips being kissed. Her eyelashes trembled, and her sleepy eyes opened.
It was already late, and the bedroom was dimly lit.
Olive raised her hand to rub on her eyes. Then, she ran her soft white fingers through Elvisâs short hair.
âWhy are you still awake?â She mumbled.
Elvis looked at Oliveâs appearance. Her eyes were clear and clean, but a bit drowsy.
Elvis muttered in a hoarse voice, âWhy am I awake? You pepper soup is keeping me awake.â
Only then did Olive feel that Elvisâs body temperature was already hot.
âHow about I give you an injection?â Olive suggested sadly.
Elvis let out a soft laugh.
Elvis lifted the blanket and got out of the bed. He went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.
Olive laid on the bed and closed her eyes. He had completely wiped her sleepiness away.
Olive sat up and the black shirt slipped off her shoulders. Olive covered her collar bone and reached out to touch her embarrassed face.
She didnât know what she was thinking when she prepared him a pepper soup!