The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband - Season 3 Episode 14

Olive didn’t want to inform North about the divorce yet. She still hadn’t given up on the marriage and Elvis. She really didn’t want the divorce to happen.

“North, let’s meet in two days and discuss about this again. But for now, let’s focus on dealing with Monica and Pamela.” Olive replied.

“You’ve been with grandpa for a day. You can return home, North. I’ll pa*s the night here with grandpa.” Olive added calmly.

North held onto Olive’s arm and looked at her red and swollen eyes in distress.

“I’m not tired. I’ll stay here with you.”

North, return home, okay? I’ll ask Mr. Augustine to come stay with me later.”

North nodded and said,

Okay then. It’s fine if Mr. Augustine will keep you company here. I’ll go ahead. Do well to call me if you need anything.”

Once Olive had seen North off, she returned to the ward. She prepared a hot water and used it to carefully wipe the old man’s body.

Mr. Hart’s body had completely turned cold. Olive sat beside the bed and cried bitterly.

Her heart was completely shattered. With the death of old Mr. Hart, Olive knew that the Hart family was now a place she couldn’t call home.

In the part few months, she had found a home in Elvis, but Elvis didn’t want her anymore.

It felt like she had returned to eleven years ago. At the age of nine, she was kicked out of the Hart home and sent to the orphanage.

Olive stood up from the bed and went to the table, she grabbed her bag and took out her phone from

it.

Olive returned to the bed. While sitted on the bed, she went through her contact list and kept staring at Elvis’s number which was the first contact in her list. She looked at the number for a long time, but she couldn’t summon up the courage to call him.

Although she really wanted Elvis beside her at the moment. The image of him in the study room earlier this morning filled her memory. He had stared coldly at her, smashed the pillow into her face, and ordered her to get out.

Olive didn’t dare to call him anymore. She was already saddened by her grandfather’s death and wouldn’t send herself to be hurt more by him.

The night quickly arrived, and silence engulfed the entire hospital.

A sound of steady footsteps could be heard in the hallway. The door of the ward was pushed open, and a tall body leaped into view.

Elvis was here.

Elvis was clothed in a black coat. His crisp shoulders were stained with the snow which fell outside.

Elvis walked in and met Olive holding onto her grandfather’s hand tightly. She had fallen asleep beside him.

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Elvis stood by the bed beside Olive. There were still some tears on her face. Her eyes and nose were red, and she looked extremely pitiful.

Elvis groaned in pain. He reached out slowly and wiped the tears from her face.

While asleep, Olive felt Elvis’s fingertips rubbed his fingertips with her small face.

on her face and his familiar scent. She moved and gently

Elvis leaned over and carried her from the bed, and took her to the empty bed at the far end of the ward. He didn’t place her on the bed, but sat on the bed and held her in his arms, allowing her sleep in his arms.

His thin line fell on her forehead, and slowly slid down as he kissed her red and swollen eyes. He kissed her eyes, and then moved down to her nose, and finally landed on her lips.

“Olive.” He whispered her name and held tighter to her.

Dawn the next day.

When Olive was awake, she found herself lying on the bed at the corner. She pondered about it for a while, and couldn’t remember when she had fallen asleep there.

She had initially thought that she would have difficulties sleeping the previous night, and would have lots of nightmare, but she had unexpectedly slept throughout the night and her swollen eyes had returned to it’s normal size.

“Grandpa, I’ll go to the Hart’s home now. Don’t worry, I’ll make them pay for what they did to you.” Olive swore, and then took a taxi and left for the Hart’s.

It was Patrick’s birthday today, but the entire Hart family were covered with gloom, and a party wasn’t thrown.

Monica had returned from the hospital and was still confined in her room. The moment she saw Olive, her heart raged and she questioned,

“Olive, what the hell are you doing here? Quickly get out. You’re not welcomed here.”

Insing her

Monica didn’t want to set her eyes on Olive, for she feared that Olive would mock her for losing child.

Olive leaned against the door and looked at Monica.

“Could it be that the Hart family has changed owners? The last I checked, today’s my father’s birthday, and I’m here to celebrate with him. Monica, why would an outsider like you drive me away?”

Monica wanted to respond, but she was quickly stopped by Pamela.

Mom, it’s okay. Today’s dad’s birthday. We are all family, so we shouldn’t fight anymore. Olive, stay for dinner, okay?” Pamela’s pretentious and scheming voice sounded.

Olive focused her attention on Pamela. Pamela had wore her usual pretentious appearance. After all that had happened, Pamela still acted as if everything was perfect and suddenly wanted having dinner with Olive.

Olive quickly sensed that Pamela was up to something. She knew that Pamela must have a plan ongoing

“Okay, I’ll stay for dinner then.” Olive replied and walked away from them.

Monica led Pamela to her room and asked confusingly,

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Chapter 214 Olive’s all yourst

“Pamela, why are you allowing Olive stay?”

Pamela scoffed and replied calmly.

“Mom, I have a plan, so don’t worry about it.”

Olive stood by the window and drank from her cup of coffee. She felt someone approaching her from behind. She looked at the gla*s window before her and sighted a bodyguard walking over with a sinister aura.

Olive didn’t move. Sudddenly, the bodyguard raised his hand and slashed it at the back of her neck.

Immediately she was hit, Olive shut her eyes and fainted.

The bodyguard hastily reached out to carry Olive. Pamela suddenly walked over and instructed,

“Take her to the third room upstairs.”

“Okay, ma’am.”

The bodyguard took Olive to the room upstairs and placed her on the soft big bed. Pamela held her phone she took a picture and forwarded it to two people.

Once she was done, Pamela went to the sitting room, sat on the sofa and awaited her guest.

Half an hour later, the villa’s door was opened and a handsome and tall figure surfaced.

Marvin had arrived.

Pamela let out a satisfactory smile.

“Academician Augustine, you’re most welcome to our home. I heard that you’re the most elegant young academician in the medical world today. Hardly is there any celebrity who doesn’t adore you, you do not even spare them a glance. But once it gets to Olive, you instantly become her sl ave. As long as it involves her, you’ll scurry over right away.” Pamela’s tone was like that of an insane, evil witch.

but

Marvin stared coldly at Pamela.

“Where’s Olive?” He asked impatiently.

Pamela shrugged her shoulders and replied,

“In the third room upstairs.”

Marvin turned around and headed upstairs.

“Academician Augustine.” Pamela called out and Marvin halted on his track.

“Don’t you see that today is a perfect opportunity for you, you’ve always wanted Olive, right? Well, she’s upstairs and you can have all of her.”