Chapter 521
The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband
Chapter 521 A Family Of Three.
Elvis stood tall and handsome at the door of the room. His white shirt was pulled from his trousers. He was extraordinarily handsome.
For a man his age, the past three years had accumulated all of his sharpness and savagery. His status and wealth had superimposed his indescribable masculine charm. Now Elvis had achieved all that there were for a human to achieve.
In the past three years, tons of women had flocked around him.
The maids all blushed quietly.
With a bang, the door opened immediately Elvis kicked it.
He raised legs and walked in. Little Nathan laid on the bed, he covered his body with a blanket, and one could not even see his little head.
âNathan, your skin is itchy, isnât it?â
Elvisâs knees were on the side of the bed, and he lifted up the quilt.
All his patience had been exhausted. He had been taking care of this son for the past three years.
But the last time he saw Olive in the Emperorâs Clubhouse, her charming little face was fresher than a rose petal, and she even went out to show off how she looked.
In fact, he had thought about her previous sickness. Back then, the old woman was so fierce and violent, but now she seemed to be completely healed.
However, in the past three years, she had returned to Visionary, and had met her mother, Joyce Brown.
She must have been healed by Joyce.
Elvis rudely threw away the blanket, and tapped Nathanâs buttocks.
At this moment, the painting in Nathanâs hands fell onto the bed sheet.
Elvisâs narrow and deep eyes fell on the drawing paper for a while. âWhat is this?â he asked.
When Nathan returned home, he locked himself in the room so that no one would disturb him. It turned out that he was drawing.
Elvis looked at the drawing paper. A slender and pretty woman with long fluffy hair led a little boy for a walk in the sun, which was extremely warm.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the little boy was Nathan himself, and the woman was Nathanâs imaginary mother.
But the mother in the drawing was very similar to Olive!
The lady was exactly like Olive!
A frown quickly appeared on Elvisâs face. âNathan, what are you drawing?â he probed unhappily.
Nathan quickly raised his big black eyes and looked at his father. He knew that his father did not like any topic about his mother. No matter who mentioned his mother, he knew that his father would lose his temper.
Nathan picked up the painting and hid it under the pillow.
Elvisâs heart suddenly ached when he saw his sonâs careful movements. He still remembered the first time he was furious when his grandmother mentioned Olive.
At that time, Nathan was only a few months old. Afterwards, Nathan was so frightened that he hid in the corner of the room. When Elvis went in search of him, he found Nathan shaking uncontrollably.
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In the past two years, Nathan had gotten older. But searching through his memories, Elvis could not remember a time when Nathan asked about his mother. Nathan had never mentioned his mother in
front of him.
In fact, Nathan really longed for his mother. He needed the company of motherâs love more than ordinary children.
But for the sake of his father, Nathan had always been cautious and careful.
Everyone knew that Nathanâs autism and his inability to speak were directly related to his father, Elvis.
Elvis felt his heart softened. How could he still have the heart to cut off the communication between Nathan and Olive and drive Olive out of Imperial?
Although, he had originally planned to do so.
Elvis sat on the edge of the bed. He stretched out his hand and took out the painting. Then he frowned and asked, âNathan, what are you painting? Itâs just you and mummy here. What about me?â
Nathanâs originally dull eyes suddenly lit up. He looked at his father in disbelief.
He painted his mother. Wasnât his father angry?
Nathan quickly took out his paintbrush and added his father to it.
Elvisâs brows furrowed deeper. He looked at himself in the painting. He was left behind.
How could this be true?
Elvis didnât want to continue talking with Nathan. He stood up in a bad temper and said, âGet up, get out of here and take a shower!â
With a grunt, Nathan quickly got up from the bed and ran to the bathroom to take a shower.
âLet Aunt Layla help you wash,â Elvis Instructed.
Nathan protested. He was a boy and Aunty Layla was a girl. Boys and girls could not bathe together!
Elvis had no choice than to follow him into the bathroom. âThen Iâll help you wash!â
In the bathroom.
Nathan took off his clothes and stood under the shower.
Elvis raised his slender fingers and took off his white shirt before walking in.
Nathan raised his head and looked at his father.
The bright yellow light was plated on Elvisâs handsome face. The outlines of his face seemed to be carved out, They were exquisite and perfect.
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Although Nathan wanted his mother in life, he also loved his father very much.
Elvis squatted on one knee and smeared the body lotion on Nathanâs little chest.
Elvis had already understood his sonâs thoughts.
âWhat do you want to ask? Donât use a pen and paper. You have a mouth. Open your mouth and tell me,â Elvis said to him
Nathan looked at his father. He had never spoken, nor could he speak.
Nathan looked at his handsome face and said solemnly, âYou only have one chance. Itâs already been-
given to you. If you miss it, there wonât be another chance.â
Elvis had never forced Nathan to speak, because he knew that it was useless. Nathan acted on his own will.
But now he knew that Nathan wanted to ask about his mother, and he was forcing him to say it.