Chapter 98
The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband
Chapter 98 Do you like other girls?
In the past few days, Elvis had been thinking about her injuries. He couldnât summon up courage to ask her.
The floral chiffon shirt was lifted to reveal her skin. Her wound had healed, and there was no scars left. Her skin was as white as milk.
âIt okay. Donât look no further.â
Olive pushed down his hand, which was wearing an expensive watch. Elvis raised his eyes and looked at her.
âItâs really healed.â
âYeah, the injury wasnât that serious. I did apply an ointment on it. But it still hurts a little.â Olive lifted his hand and placed it on her neck.
Elvis looked closely at her neck, he had bitten deeply Into her skin. Although the injury was healed, there was still a visible shallow mark.
Elvis buried his face in her neck and sucked it greedily. His lips fell on the scar and he repeatedly kissed it.
âIâm sorry, Iâm so sorry. Olive.â
To him, an apology was the cheapest thing to offer. But at this moment, he could only say it over and over again.
âWell, I forgive you this time, but donât bite me next time.â Olive smiled.
Elvis raised his face and kissed her lips.
âI wonât next time. Even if I will, itâll be so gentle like thisâ¦â He bit her ear softly.
Olive swiftly pushed him away. Elvis looked at her.
âYou needed to see how seductive you looked that night.â
The elevator arrived and the door opened. Elvis pulled her closer and lifted her up into his arms again.
âIf youâre curious, I can show you all the pleasure that there is in this world.â
Olive didnât want to discuss such topic with him. She quickly changed the topic.
Mr. Augustine, I know that you like younger girls. When I get older, will you have some sugar babies?â Although Olive was still very young and sexy, she was bound to grow old and wrinkle.
Elvis chuckled sweetly.
âIt was until I met you that I realized that I liked younger girls. Itâs you I like, understood?â
Olive felt really sweet. She could only blush.
Elvis arrived at his office. It was the first time of Olive being to his office.
She stood at the window and looked at the beautiful city before her. The phone in her hand beeped, indicating a message on her social media.
She clicked on the message, it was from Divine.
âWhat the hell is going on, Olive?â The message was accompanied by a picture of Olive in Elvisâs arms.
Oliveâs eyes narrowed, and she quickly replied, âWhere did this photo come from?â
Divine was outside of the Augustineâs corporation. When she was passing, she sighted a little crowd inside the building, so she went closer to take a look. She had managed to take a picture, thanks to the glass wall.
âOlive, Iâm out here. I saw you with the CEO, Elvis. Whatâs going on? Are you cheating on your husband?â Olive instantly had an headache. She took in a deep breathe, then replied, âDivine. I really canât explain this matter to you right now. But donât worry, when we meet at the Ivory Council, Iâll tell you all that you need to know.â
Although Divine really wanted to know what was happening, she could only contend her curiousity till later. She put the phone back into her bag and headed home.
A classic car which drove past her, suddenly reversed. Greg was seated on the driverâs seat.
âDivine, what are you doing here?â
Greg was from a really wealthy family. The car he drove was extremely costly.
Divine wasnât interested in answering his question. She knew she had to protect Olive, since Greg was now friends. with Pamela.
âI was only heading home. And please, donât talk to me. You wouldnât want people making fun of you because of me.â
Greg quickly said.
âDivine, we have to inform our parents about the dissolution of the engagement. Get into the car, Iâll take you home. Iâll inform your parents about it at once.â
Divine ruminated on his offer for some seconds. She finally opened the door and got into it.
Greg who had been driving, slowly took a different route.
Divine suddenly realized that something wasnât right.
âGreg, where are you taking me? This is not the way to my home. Stop the car!â
Greg stopped the car in a deserted street. He got out of the car and turned to the passengerâs seat, he dragged Divine out of the car.
He suddenly snatched Divineâs handbag. He opened the bag and took out her phone.
He went through Divine and Oliveâs chat which was on the front screen.
Greg scoffed evilly and forwarded the picture to Pamela.
âGreg, what are you doing? Hurry up and give me back my phone.â
Greg reached out and pushed Divine to the ground. His face was clouded with disgust.
âDivine, this a highway, Iâll leave you here. Go home by yourself. Itâll only take you a few hours to arrive home, at least the exercise will make you some lose weight. You make me sick!â