Chapter 137

Chapter 137 The Midas Family Has A Daughter, Anabelle.

Elvis threw the cigarette b utt into the trash can and held her in his arms with both hands.

Her fragrance gave him a sense of security and belonging. The feeling was unclear, it was as though he had been searching and longing for it all his life.

An expensive car stopped slowly across the street, and the driver’s window slowly slid down, revealing Marvin’s handsome face.

Marvin looked at the couple who were embracing each other under the streetlight. After watching them for some seconds, he stepped on the accelerator and galloped away.

Elvis hugged Olive for a while.

“You’re hungry. Come, I’ll take you to go have the seafood dinner.”

“But, suddenly I don’t want a seafood dinner.”

“Then what do you wanna eat?”

Olive held onto his hand,

“Mr. Augustine, come with me!”

Olive took Elvis to the pharmacy and then took out a flask.

“Come eat with me.” She beckoned on Elvis.

Elvis’s heart softened. Looking at her cute and sweet face, Elvis knew that she was trying all she could to cheer him

up.

“Okay.” Elvis mumbled.

Olive went to the microwave and warmed the food.

“Mr. Augustine, our institute’s food is awesomely delicious. Many people come here just for the food.

It’s definitely not worse than what chef Maria would have prepared. But if you doubt, you can try it out.”

Olive scooped a spoonful of rice and directed it to Elvis’s mo uth.

Although Elvis had zero appetite, he obediently opened his mo uth and received the spoon

of rice.

“Isn’t it delicious?” Olive questioned with poring eyes.

“Yes, it is delicious.” Elvis nodded.

Olive took some spoon as well. Then she held the chicken thigh to his mo uth.

“Hey, open up. You need to replenish your strength.”

Elvis furrowed his brows and let out a laugh. He lowered his voice and questioned,

“Why do you want to replenish my strength? Do you need me to work tonight?”

“Eat, will you? You’re more cute if your don’t talk!” Olive stuffed the chicken leg into his mou th, stopping him from speaking further.

Elvis smiled and took a bite from the chicken thigh. He went on to feed her with it.

The Substitute Bride: Doted by My Billionaire Husband. They both fed each other untill they were satisfied. “Mrs. Augustine, she’ll we go home?” Elvis inquired the moment they had finished the food. “I have some work to do here later tonight. Going home and then returning, seems like a task. How about you sleep here with me tonight? “Where do you sleep?” “I’m currently a full-time student of this school. I do have my own dormitory. It’s right there. “Olive pointed at a door with her eyes. Elvis reached out and pulled her into his arms. “Then let’s go to bed now.”

In the dormitory.

Elvis and Olive took their baths briefly, before lying on the bed. Elvis leaned on the head of the bed and Olive lay obediently in his embrace.

“Mr. Augustine, can you tell me now why you’re unhappy?”Olive inquired.

Elvis patted her head with his hands.

“My aunt arrived LA tonight. And she came to the Villa to visit grandma.”

Olive quickly raised her head and looked at him,

“Your aunt? So, Mr. Augustine purposefully didn’t take me home. You had lied that you wanted going to get a document.” Olive clenched her fist and punched his chest twice.

Elvis grabbed her fist and said,

“My aunt mocks you. She said that you only graduated from high school. And she’s planning on introducing my brother to a talented medical girl. It seems like my aunt really do like the girl.”

Realizing that she was mocked because she only graduated from high-school, Olive bit her red lips and forcefully withdrew her fist. She turned angrily and slept with her back facing

him.

“I’ll ignore you. You’re all bad people.”

Looking at her slender figure, Elvis turned to her side, his thin lips fell on her earlobe, and he smiled softly.

“You’re angry? Why don’t I take this chance tonight and let you see how bad I am?”

Elvis’s big hand landed on her flat stomach, trying to get in through the corner of her shirt.

Olive was so frightened that she quickly held down his big hand.

“Mr. Augustine, don’t mess around!”

Elvis kissed her bright and clean face.

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Bride: Doted by My Bulionaire Husband

Elvis stopped her. He hugged her from behind and his low and obscure voice sounded in her ear,

“My mother and my stepmother are actually sisters. To be precise, my stepmother, Lily, is the eldest daughter of the Midas family, and my mother is only an illegitimate daughter.”

“Not only that, my mother had lived Lily’s life. Lily was s ic k and bedridden. My mother took up the roles of two daughters, and was admired by the public.” Elvis paused and let out a sigh.

“My mother was really talented. She was a unique jewelry designer. At the age of eighteen, she created a classic jewelry piece for the younger and older generation.”

“Sometimes, fate has a way of playing with us. My mother and Lily were born on the same day. The entire city knew that the Midas family had a daughter, and unfortunately for my mother, it was only Lily that the public knew.”

It was the first time of Elvis telling Olive about his mother.

Elvis’s mother, Anabelle, was the one who created the jewelry brand, but it was Lily, who took the entire glory.

“Mr. Augustine, didn’t your mother have a strong personality?”

Olive vividly remembered that Elvis had told her about when his mother had cut open her stomach to take out the baby.

Elvis’s handsome facial features slowly softened. He whispered,

“No, my mother is very gentle. She has a tender personality, like that of a child. And she’s very indifferent. But she was a shadow of Lily, the only friend she ever had was that old friend.”

“Oh.” Olive deliberately raised her voice and muttered a bit jealously,

“I remember. That’s the mother of your bride!”

Elvis’s powerful fingers pressed her smooth shoulder back, and her bright eyes met his dark and narrow eyes.