The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 43 She Stays Here Tonight
“Hey maid, come over here” Elvis commanded.
“Why? What are you doing?” Olive stood up and walked over
Elvis reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling it gently. Olive fell directly into his sturdy
thigh.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Olive hastily stood up..
“You’re angry? Didn’t you just refer to yourself as a maid?”
Olive eyes glared at him,
“I said I’m a maid, not a play thing to you!”
Elvis’s smirked,
“This is the first time I’m seeing a maid without a uniform. I’m afraid you understand fully
well what a play thing is.”
Olive didn’t expect him to say such. He really did appear serious on the surface, but she
didn’t expect. him to be so lustful.
Elvis though single, was a matured man.
Elvis handed a candy to her and said,
“Little maid, peel it off I wanna eat it.
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I thought you said you don’t eat sugary food.” Olive retorted.
“Well, today’s an exemption. “Elvis fixed his gaze on her face, as he awaited his candy.

Olive forcefully peeled off the candy,
“There you go” she stuffed the small multicolored candy into his mouth.
Elvis licked the candy slowly with a smile on his face. He squinted his narrow eyes and
asked in a low
voice,
“Little maid, do you have any ultimate goal?”
“Ultimate goal?” Olive asked in confusion.
“Yes, isn’t the ultimate goal of a maid to lay on her master’s bed?”
Olive’s eyes widened. Unexpectedly, he was acting like a hooligan again.
Elvis grabbed her hand and wrapped it in his palm. He laughed softly.
Footsteps could be heard approaching, Rita was returning from her tour around the
Villa.
Olive quickly pushed Elvis’s away and stood straight
Rita walked in. She looked at Elvis charmingly and admiringly,
“Elvis, the Red Villa is so beautiful.”
Elvis stood up coldly. He said indifferently without glancing at Rita,
“Dinner s ready Let’s eat”
In the dinning
Elvis and Rita sat opposite on the table. Olive didn’t join them, she went to the kitchen
to assist

Olive walked into the dinning room with a bowl of baked chicken. She heard Rita say,
“Elvis, I suddenly remembered that, there’s a document that needs your signature. It’s
too late already, can I atleast pass the night here?”
Elvis glanced at Olive and nodded,
“Okay, you can spend the night here.”
Olive suddenly imagined what might transpire between Elvis and Rita during their work
session.
Rita could go naked and try to seduce him.
Olive stared at Elvis angrily as she wondered why he would consent to such.
Still lost in her imagination, she felt her finger burning, she hastily took her hands off the
steel chicken pot. Looking at her now bruised finger, a frown appeared on her face.
Elvis pulled her scalded finger and caressed it soothingly,
“Why being so careless? Does it hurt?
He brought her finger to his mouth and kissed it. Olive’s eyeslash shivered, she swiftly
pulled back her finger
“I’ll go upstairs and deal with it.” Olive turned and went upstairs.
Rita watched the scene in shock. Elvis was actually concerned about a maid’s injured
finger?
Rita was certain that the was intimacy between the two.
In the bedroom.

Olive stood in front of the washstand in the bathroom and the cold water rushed on her
scalded finger. The scald was not so serious and the pain was gone.
However, she reminisced on the how Elvis had kissed her finger. It felt soft and slightly
cool, and it instantly relived her pain.
Olive turned off the tap. She didn’t know what he meant. Since he brought Rita home,
why was he still flirting with her?
Olive was not so stupid. While Rita was going to be spending the night there, who was
going to keep Rita company?
Olive stayed in the room and didn’t go out again. Soon, a knock was heard on the door.
Olive quickly opened the door, it was not Elvis, but Rita.