Chapter 903 It Hurts?
The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband
Abelota seemed to regard herself as the hostess here and began to discipline Joyce.
Although she sold her body to the Green family, Mrs. Green treated her with courtesy when she was alive, not to mention Dutton.
So now, she had a new job, and that was a maid?
âWhat are you looking at? Youâre not convinced? Let me inform you, you better not have eyes for our boss, because heâs my man!â
Joyce finally understood, Abelota had been thinking about Damien, and badly wanted to be his Woman.
Damien hadnât had a woman in years, but that didnât mean that he didnât have a woman by his side.
Joyce looked at Abelota a few times. Abelota was probably in her twenties. She was about Oliveâs age.
Abelotaâs breasts were large and her waist was thin. Joyce visually measured her bust size.
No man could refuse a woman with big breasts, especially a sullen and saucy man like Damien, who had been alone for many years.
Joyce looked down at her chest. She couldnât compare to Abelota.
Damien should like Abelota, right?
Stop!
Joyce quickly interrupted herself. What was she thinking about? Why should she be concerned with the woman that Damien likes?
When did she actually start paying attention to Damien?
Abelota, who stood before her, also had nothing to do with her either, no matter what her relationship with Damien would be, it wasnât her business.
Joyce ignored Abelota. She put on the maidâs outfit and went straight into the kitchen to help.
Joyce didnât know how to cook. She had been busy making money these past few years. She really made a lot of money. She had a cook.
This was her first time cooking. She was frying a steak.
However, it was obvious that she failed to master the heat and scorched the steak.
The oil splashed onto her hands, causing a large bag to quickly form. She frowned in pain.
At this moment, there was the sound of the villaâs door opening, âWelcome, sir.â
Damien was back!
Joyce quickly dropped the spatula and hurriedly ran out.
Soon, she saw the handsome and noble figure by the door. Damien was wearing a thin black wool coat. With a graceful personality.
âDamienâ¦â Joyce wanted to step forward.
But, someone suddenly outrun her and came to Damienâs side, âSir, youâre back. Change your shoes.
first.â
It was Abelota.
ELT Chapter 9031 Hurts?
Abelota took out a pair of slippers, then squatted down and stretched out her hand to change Damienâs shoes.
Joyce looked at Abelota. Abelota was also wearing a maidâs uniform, but it seemed to have been.
secretly improved.
Now, Abelota was squatting. She deliberately squeezed her chest tightly. If Damien looked down at her, from this angle, he would definitely be able to see some part of her bust.
Joyceâs footsteps froze. She didnât want to go forward. She didnât want to see this scene. She somewhat felt inexplicably upset.
Joyce turned around and left.
At this moment, Damienâs deep and magnetic voice came from behind, âJoyce, where are you going?â
Damien stood by the door. He did not spare Abelota a glance. His eyes were locked on Joyceâs body, as he frowned.
A man like Damien was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He had been served since he was a child. It was normal for Abelota, who was a maid to squat down to change his shoes.
Joyce looked back at Damien, âIâll go prepare dinner for you!â
She entered the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Joyce was about to fry another steak when Damien walked in.
He saw the scorched steak. âThis is the dinner you prepared for me? Are you not good at cooking?â
Joyce was a little unhappy, âYeah, Iâm not good at cooking, you can let someone else do it!â
At this moment, Abelota immediately walked in and brought a plate of delicate fruits. âSir, please come to the living room to have some fruit.â
Joyce looked at the plate in Abelotaâs hand, it contained different types of fruits.
Compared to her clumsiness in the kitchen, Abelota seemed to be ingenious, cute and considerate.
âLet me go, you guys are blocking my way!â Joyce felt that the two people in front of her were too annoying, so she turned around to leave.
At this moment, Damien grabbed onto her little hand and slowly narrowed his phoenix eyes to look. at her, âJoyce, whatâs the matter with you? Did you eat gunpowder?â he asked.
She didnât eat gunpowder.
Joyce frowned and groaned, because he had dragged her onto the scalded area.
Only then did Damien realize that there was a wound on her hand. His handsome eyebrows immediately sank.
Damien looked at Abelota beside him. This was the first glance he gave her today. âGo get the medicine kit.â
Abelota was very unwilling. But she was only a maid, and couldnât resist her bossâs order. Hence, she glared at Joyce before quickly bringing the medicine kit over.
Damien opened the medicine box and began to treat the scalded area for Joyce.
Joyce stared at the man in front of her. His handsome eyelids were lowered and he was focused and serious. The yellow light in the kitchen softened his perfect facial features, making people unable to look away.
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Joyce had a lively and agile personality. She had suffered many injuries from childhood to adulthood.
She was a healer herself and could heal herself. This was the first time someone had treated her.
Joyce snorted again.
âDoes it hurt you?â Damienâs movements became more gentle, and he even whispered to her scalded arca.
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At this moment, the door to the brideâs room was pushed open, and the groom, Alpha, walked in.
âAnnabelleâ¦â
Hearing Alphaâs voice, Annabelle quickly hid the portrait behind her. She didnât have time to wipe the tears from her face.
âHow did you get in?â she probed.
Alpha was so sharp, he could see what Annabelle was hiding behind her.
âOh, I heard that you sent everyone away. I was afraid that you would be nervous, so I came in to see you. Whatâs wrong? Why are you crying?â Alpha wanted to step forward.
But Annabelle quickly took a few steps back, and the portrait hidden behind her tightened, âIâm fine, the groom canât see the bride now, hurry up and go out.â
Alpha was silent for a few seconds, then nodded, âOkay.â
Alpha walked out. His handsome face had already turned cold.
PS: my lovely readers, in the next update, Iâll write a little bit about the ending of Alpha and Annabelleâs past and present life.