Chapter 196
The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband
Chapter 196 I Want to Hug You âMr. Augustine, what are you doing here?â Olive asked startledly.
Elvis looked at her and then raised the phone in his hand.
âI should be asking you that. What are yo doing here, and what did you see?â
Olive had never seen him look so angry. Even when he was sick, he had never appeared this frightening.
Elvis reached out and smashed the phone against the wall. With a loud thud the phone smashed into the wall and completely shattered.
The fierce sound exploded in Oliveâs ears. She was so frightened that her face turned wan. She stood.
hastily from her seat, as Elvis grabbed her by the wrist.
âEnough, Elvis!â Bounty quickly stood up. âLet go of Olive. I invited her over. Are you angry now and losing your temper? Let go of Olive and donât dare hurt her!â
Elvis held onto Oliveâs hand and did not let go. His Long and narrow eyes were stained with wrath.
âI warned you a while ago, right? I told you to keep your mouth shut! For grandmaâs sake, kindly leave Los Angeles and donât try to provoke me again! This is my last mercy!â
âElvis, how dare you speak to me in such manner, Iâm your aunt! And how the hell did you know that Olive was meeting with me here? Donât tell me that you sent someone to follow me!âBounty yelled shockingly. She couldnât believe that her everyday activities were actually being monitored.
gave Bounty a death stare. He diverted his gaze to his bodyguard and muttered, âTake her away.â
âYes, CEO. The bodyguard who was clothed in black quickly stepped forward.
Elvis didnât spare Bounty another look. He dragged Olive and headed out of the cafe.
Bounty yelled behind Elvis, âElvis, are you crazy? You dare to have me locked up? Youâre not normal! Youâre a lunatic!â Bounty yelled as the bodyguard led her away.
Olive was pulled by the wrist. Due to Elvisâs large strides, she stumbled behind him. She looked at the back of his head and pleaded, âElvis, donât he angry, okay? Please listen to me.â
Elvisâs footsteps were abrupt, he turned around and his eyes fell on her. He stretched out his big hand and dragged her forward.
âOlive, what did I tell you about Bounty? Did I inform you that you should avoid her and any other member of my family, did 1?!â
Last night when Bounty had gone to the hospital. Olive had met Bounty in the hallway. He was fully aware, but she had lied to him, and he didnât make a fuss about it. Elvis wanted to give her a chance to win his trust, but she disappointed him woefully.
Oliveâs face was ruthlessly pulled into his palm, instead of showing in pain, she held onto his big hand and apologized softly.
âI was wrong, Mr. Augustine, Iâm sorry, donât be angry. I wanted knowing your past, because I wanted knowing you well. I just wanted to participate and have a view of what your past was like.â
Elvis licked his dry lips, and a sarcastic low smile overflowed on his face.
âHow can you participate? I was in the fucking mental hospital when I was a teenager. Iâve dined and wined with the devil! Now that you know this, has your curiousity been satisfied? Huh? Has it?â
Olive shut her eyes and shook her head.
âHow could you say such? I didnât mean it that way. I want to heal you, I want to make you better.
Thatâs the reason why I needed to know your past.â
âWhat if I canât be cured? Elvis asked calmly.
âNo, Iâll definitely cure you, Elvis.â
Elvis suddenly let go of her face. He squeezed her shiny shoulders with both hands and pushed her against the wall.
âWhat if I canât be cured?â He repeated.
Oliveâs bright eyes had turned red. She shook her head and affirmed,Iâll definitely cure you!â
That was not the answer that he wanted.
Elvis narrowed his handsome eyes and forced himself to release her shoulders. Elvis knew that if he didnât let go her immediately, his unstable emotions may get out of control and he would hurt her. He needed to stay away from her!
He turned around and left without saying another word.
Olive rushed up and wrapped her hands around his waist from behind, Elvis stopped and did not look back. His voice was low and indifferent.
âLet go!â He ordered.
âNo, I want to hug you. Mr. Augustine, If I was present years ago, I would have definitely hugged you and not let you go.â Olive mumbled amidst tears.
Elvis did not want to recall the dark and humid times of his life, although the images from his teenage years were embedded in his mind, constantly reminding him of his terrible past.
Oliveâs soft body hugged him from behind. She was so warm and coaxing. The anger in his heart made him want to destroy her.
Elvis held onto her hands, and slowly took it off his body.
Olive stubbornly refused to let go of him.
âMr. Augustine, where are you going? Letâs go home together.â She pleaded.
âGo back yourself. I wonât be home tonight.â
âAre you going to the company? Then Iâll go with you.â She replied anxiously.
âIâm going to the bar to find some beautiful women whom Iâll have fun with. Itâll inconvenient to bring you along.â
Olive froze and quickly said, âNo, I wonât allow you to go!â
Elvis pulled her fingers apart and walked away.
âMr. Augustine, I think youâre joking. You can be angry and upset at me, but youâre not allowed to go against the vows of our marriage. I donât want you anymore!â
Elvis didnât respond to her. His handsome figure soon disappeared from her sight.
Olive angrily stomped her feet on the ground.
There was someone hiding in the car lot, it was Pamela!
Pamela had witnessed everything with her eyes. She pursed her lips strangely, and then left quitely.