Chapter 210
The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband
Chapter 210 Divorce Agreement Olive looked at him, her clear eyes conveying a bit of hurt. Before, Mr. Augustine was not like this. But now, he discharged her with impatience.
Oliveâs eyes turned red as she slowly took out her pajamas.
âThen Iâll go take a shower.â Olive entered into the bathroom.
Elvis stood by the window and smoked. Soon, a layer of cigarette butts fell into the ashtray.
The bathroom door opened, and a steaming scent accompanied Olive.
Elvis took a deep pull from the cigarette, and let out a puff.
âGo to bed, Iâll go to the study room.â
Elvis turned around and made to leave the room. But he swiftly halted, and his eyes fell on Olive.
Olive had taken off her mask, revealing her beautiful palm-sized face. She was wearing a silk nightgown with a suspender style. Olive was like a rose with crystal dewdrops.
Elvis froze. Olive had always been conservative and reserved. The style of her pajamas often didnât reveal her arms or legs. She knew Elvisâs character and was afraid that he would mess around..
It was the first time he had seen her dressed like this. If he remembered correctly, this was his favorite taste.
When she saw Elvisâs gaze on her, she stepped forward and stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips.
Elvisâs eyes darkened, and he asked h oar se ly.
âWhy are you dressed this way?â
Olive kissed him again, placing soft kisses on his face.
âLetâs go to bed together.â
Elvis fingers quickly softened and the cigarette which was stuck between his fingers fell to the ground.
Olive stretched out her hand and grabbed the tie around his neck.
Elvis was dragged over by Olive. She pulled his tie like a savage girlfriend.
Their knees bumped into the edge of the bed, and they fell into the soft bed.
Olive loosened his tie and wrapped her two small hands around his neck and kissed him passionately.
Elvis rested his hands on the sheets and his look was passive. He didnât expect her to coax him even after he was rude and cruel to her.
He really didnât know how he could completely push her away. But he knew that his self-control was already collapsing Elvisâs eyes were nostalgic. This was their wedding room, and it had alot of happy memories.
He clenched the sheet tightly and then released it. Elvis closed his eyes and shuttled his hands into her long hair, and deepened the kiss.
His body clamored for her, and he really wanted holding her tight.
Olive hugged him and turned over, and then she sat boldly on his sturdy waist.
11:51 hapter 210 Divorce Agreement âMr. Augustine, I wasnât trying to make trouble a while ago. I was only angry, okay? Youâre not allowed to allow Pamela get close to you in the future.â As she spoke, her hands slid down and anded on his expensive belt.
Elvis raised his hand and covered his eyes, then he reached out and forcibly held her hands.
Olive froze for a second. It seemed to her like things were changing, and again, she was suppressed by him.
Elvis held onto her hand. He stared at her for a while, but did nothing.
Olive looked at him in confusion.
âMr. Augustine, whatâs wrong with you? Letâs do what couples do tonight. Iâm ready. Donât you want me?â
âI want you so badly. I want every inch it you.â Elvis replied inwardly.
She was his wife. Even if the marriage was on the process of coming to an end, he should have taken her virginity away. He really should not refuse her now. But Elvis decided not to touch her.
After the divorce, she was bound to be re-marry. In the near future, she would meet a better man than him. He didnât want that man to despise her because of this. She was still perfect. He cherished and cared for her like a baby. Hence he didnât want to leave any traces of himself on her.
Elvis lowered his head and buried his handsome face in her long hair.
âYouâre afraid that I wonât give you part of your money without this, right?â Elvis muttered coldly.
The smile on Oliveâs face instantly faded and she became pale. Even her body quickly stiffened.
His cold voice sounded h oars ely close to her ear.
âDonât worry, although you havenât helped me earn a penny, Iâve always been generous to women, and Iâll divide the properties and money evenly. Marriage is a sex trade. You sleep with me, and I pay you.
Although we havenât carried out the last step, weâve literally done everything that need to be done. I wonât cuddle and romance you for free.â
With that, Elvis pulled away from her and got out of the bed. He placed a document on the table.
âDivorce Agreementâ was written boldly on it.
âGo through it and sign it once youâre done.â He said without a trace of emotion.
âBy the way, before we finalize the divorce, I hope you can keep this a secret from my grandmother. My grandma sincerely likes you. Donât try to use her to pacify me, Olive. If I find out that you dare to involve my grandma in this, I wonât take it kindly with you.â
Elvis opened the bedroom door and stepped out.
Olive froze on the bed. All the enthusiasm that she had that night had totally been extinguished by him.
She sat up and went to get the document from the table.
She read the title of the document and final accepted the reality. Elvis was not joking. He really wanted to divorce her.
Oliveâs eyes burned from her staring at the document. The document slowly slipped from her hands, and her eyes instantly clouded with tears.