The Substitute Bride: Doted By My Billionaire Husband

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d for Los

, she was taken to the sub

for any reason other than th

the Augusti

mily is to marry into the Aug

rminally ill, neither of Hart

ria

unk with a book in her han

old wind was accompanied by

oo

a tall figure collapsing from

ome men clothed i

Let's just send him to hel

lso happened to be their bo

iv

of heat engulfing her. The

ncing at the weapons calmly

ct panicked and begged for m

noth

ard and stared at Olive's

whenever she glanced a

dazzling eyes, and he had

ave to hurt you, you just

ed, and she said pitifully, "I

e, I'll definitely serve

ignited the urge of consumma

tried submerging her

d this dk to hell first. Then

of the men

esire, the leader followed t

had reached out to pull th

ll white hand had halted his

. The panics and weakness w

red. A cold look

peak, but Olive immediate

uttered and came cra

ed in shock. The men were

collapsed on the ground sudd

at

h

in black. The men then fe

n a spli

man was only playing uncons

narrow eyes, sharp as a fal

f them. Anyone who looked a

n

cuers arrived and began to cl

s confidant, handed the man

then walked towards olive

enched her

at her playfully. His voice

I'll do

p at him. The man was tall

nd cold as

hands, she could still sme

. And it would be di

hand and uttered sternly, "

to the R

ows. It was quite intere

You should know that the dau

arry into th

. And I am the bride. If some

ig trouble for you? Just let

say no

owed her stepmother, Monica,

ent the money which she use

e fact that she loved olive,

rtan

ni

rt's family and the augusti

t gossip in th

aught the man's attention. h

usiness opponent who wanted

meeting t

he estimated her age to be a

ssy. her eyes were clear and

ght

his men away. olive's fing

e slowly in lips she could u

tes. the hart's family'

lla hart stared at her half–

ive, your mother died when y

u

rs with your own hands. h

ou're back, i'm certain you

l be sent back to the subur

added, " to the hart's fami

. so, you better

lied coldly, "of course, i do

you can st

talk back and stared at olive

ll she's a beauty simply from

felt as though she should di

hing but an u

we should move!" patrick'

monica and a