Chapter 193
The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband
Chapter 193 Mrs. Augustine, why are you so red?
Elvis reached out and pulled her into his embrace. The wounds on his body hurt, but Elvis still didnât let go of her. He tightened his strong arms and pressed her into his chest. His thin lips fell on her face and he kissed her on the face.
âStop crying, Olive.â His hoarse voice coaxed.
Olive was a doctor and had come across lots of sick people. But when she heard that he had gotten into a car accident, she almost passed out.
Else was strong on individualism, and wouldnât inform anyone of what he felt or went through, thus when he admitted to being in pains, Olive knew instantly that it was something grave.
The thought of what may have happened to him made Olive tremble. She pulled his hospital gown and looked at him with tears.
âYou still have injures on your body, hurry up and let me go, or else the wounds might expand.â
Elvis kissed her eyes and mumbled, âLet me hold you for a while please. I donât feel any pains.â
âMr. Augustine, donât think that Iâll forgive you just because youâre sick, Iâve always warned that you drive slowly, but youâre so adamant and rarely listens.â Olive scolded angrily. She sniffed and continued, âAnd also explain to me what you were doing on the street, when you had clearly told me that you wanted working on some documents in the office.â Olive added with poring eyes.
Elvis didnât want to let her know where he was heading from. He also didnât want her to know that he wasnât at the office the previous night. And that he was sitting in the car, watching her and Marvin together. He didnât want her to be aware of how jealous and envious he was when he saw her stand so close to his brother.
âMrs. Augustine, please Iâm sick. Let me rest.â Elvis buried his handsome face into her long hair and calmly closed his eyes.
Olive stretched out her hands and wrapped around his neck. She blinked her lashes and whispered to his ears, âWhat if something bad had happened to you, what did you think grandma will do?â Oliveâs words lightly cut deep into his heart. He hugged her and nodded solemnly, âI promise that no matter what happens in the future, I will never drive fast.â
Olive stayed in the hospital for a day. Olive did not dare to call the Red Villa, she definitely couldnât tell Mrs. Samantha that Elvis had gotten into a car accident.
Olive had taken a leave of absence from the institute, so she could take proper care of Elvis. Elvis was injured and couldnât take a bath. Olive got a warm water and used it to wipe his body. With a towel, she wiped his face, then went on to open his shirt, consciously avoiding the bandages. Once she done cleaning his entire body, she stood up and made to empty the water from from the gold bucket.
âMrs. Augustine.â Elvis suddenly called out, Olive stopped and turned to stare at him.
âArenât you forgetting to clean somewhere?â
âNope, Iâve cleaned everywhere.â Olive shook her head.
Elvis leaned on the bed lazily. The blue hospital gown that he wore didnât affect his elegance. With his gaze on Olive, he pointed at his pants, âThere, help me wipe there too.â
Oliveâs face widened in surprise. She quickly refused, âI donât want to. Wipe it yourself. Your hand isnât wounded.â
Elvis frowned and pleaded, âI really donât have any strength, please help me.â
Olive was of the opinion that he intentionally wanted her wipe down there.
âMrs. Augustine, how can you refuse? Weâre speaking about hygiene here. Iâm so obsessed with cleanliness hence I wonât feel comfortable if that place isnât cleaned as well.â
Olive looked at his pitiful face.
âIâll just call you a male nurse.â
âFemale.âElvis interrupted.
What?
He actually wanted a female nurse to clean him down there?
Olive raised her hand and threw the towel into this handsome face.
Elvis did not dodge the towel, once it fell on his handsome face, he reached out and grabbed it.
Elvisâs lips drew into a sinister arc, âYou can call me a female nurse, or you do it yourself. Chose one quickly.â
âYou scum.â Olive muttered inwardly. She finally compromised and grabbed the towel, âOkay, Iâll wipe it for you!â
Olive took the towel and dipped it into the disinfected water, Olive sat on the edge of the bed. She closed her eyes and grabbed onto his pants with one hands.
She took a deep breathe and tried not to imagine whatsoever laid beneath. She tried to focus on the fact that he was a patient and needed to be taken care of.
However, Oliveâs face reddened, as she shut her eyes tightly. She had never done such to a man before.
Elvis saw that she was dawdling, he clasped her wrist and his voice sounded, âMrs. Augustine, youâre just meant to clean my body, whyâs your face so reddened? What impure things are you thinking about?â
âI wasnât thinking about nothing!â
âThen quickly wipe it, girl.â Elvis said with a chuckle.
âThis is a hospital, Elvis, let go of my hand, donât be a hooligan!â
Elvis raised his other hand and covered her chattering mouth.
A khock sounded on the door, and the doctorâs voice was heard, Chapter 153 Mrs. Augustine, why are you so red âThe doctorâs here.â He announced.
Olive quickly withdrew her hand and pushed him away. Elvis raised his hand and covered the lust in his eyes. In a low voice he said, âPull up my pants.â
The doctor was still outside the door. Olive didnât dare to argue with Elvis, so she swiftly helped him pull up his pants.
âItâs still a little exposed. Iâll be going on a session with the doctor, I canât look this way.â Elvis added.
Olive smiled and shook her head, she pulled up the quilt and covered him properly. It would be shameful for people to know that they were messing around in the ward.
âIâll ignore you from now. Bye!â Olive laughed lightly and left the room for the doctor.