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Chapter 884 Sweet Postscript
The most handsome groom.
Elvis and Olive’s wedding date has been set and the wedding invitations have been sent out.
That day, Elvis was taking a shower, he looked at himself in the bathroom mirror, and suddenly noticed
a white hair.
He was only 34 years old and had gray hair.
“Mr. Augustine, have you finished bathing yet? At this moment, the bathroom door was pushed open,
and Olive entered.
Seeing Olive at her peak blooming like a flower in her youth, Elvis felt a deep crisis, the crisis of a
middle-aged man
“It’ll be done soon, Olive. Go out first.” Elvis closed the door, then opened his hair, pulled the white hair
out, and surreptitiously threw it away.
He was still nervous and checked his hair inside and out in the mirror to make sure there were no gray
hairs before feeling relieved.
Olive found Elvis very mystical and didn’t know what he was doing. When she came back from a trip,
she discovered something that amazed her: Elvis was sitting on her dressing table…masking! The
domineering President Elvis was actually wearing a mask!
“Mr. Augustine… Mr. Augustine, what. what’s wrong with you?” Olive was scared so she asked. timidly.
Elvis turned his head to look at her, replying, “Olive, our wedding is coming soon I want to be the -most
handsome groom.”
Olive, “…”
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The story of a cute boy
Nathan and Hailey both received wedding invitations from their mom and dad and of course, Levi got it
too.
Levi has officially changed his name to Roman, which was given by his master.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThat’s right. Roman’s master was Weston Perez, a famous wandering monk. Weston had already
accepted Roman as his close disciple and his eighth successor.
Roman entered the temple and grew up with a group of novices.
That day, he received the wedding invitation card and sighed heavily.
“Junior, junior, what’s wrong with you?” A group of young novices asked worriedly.
Roman said, “Hey, it’s going to rain. My mom is getting married, and so is my dad. I have to down the
mountain”
He stood up and walked away. He was still a small boy. The robe was so baggy that it almost slipped
off one of his shoulders, looking soft and lovely.
A group of novices looked at the boy Roman with pitying eyes. Turns out turns out… Roman was born
into a divorced family, and now his parents remarried. So pitiful. So pitiful. They will all treat Roman,
their junior, better in the future!
Elvis and Olive in the distance,
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Opposite the monk’s temple was the unnery. As Roman descended the mountain, he saw a group of
young nuns walking in front of him, all very graceful.
He stretched out his hand and picked a small wildflower
on the side of the road, happily ran over: “Little sisters, this flower is for you.”
The little nuns shouted “Ah” and ran away.
“Hey, little sisters…” As soon as Roman opened his mouth, two heavy coughs came from behind him.
The master Weston has arrived.
“Master.” Roman immediately exclaimed obediently.
Venerable Weston looked at Roman with an unhappy expression and said: “Roman, monks should stay
away from all elements, especially not to touch women. Why are you acting like a scoundrel at such a
young age?”
Roman replied: “Master, what do you think those little sisters are?”
Venerable Weston said, “Women.”
Roman shook his head, “No. In Master’s eyes, those little sisters are all women, but in my eyes, they
are all living creatures.”
Having finished speaking, Roman turned around and left, walking lightly and freely, actually a bit more
like a fairy.
“…” Venerable Weston lived for so many years, but it was not until he met Roman that he felt he had a
real opponent. Roman has the mouth of a… charlatan. Another ten years later, maybe he would.
become a magic wand.
of the three children of Elvis and Olive, the eldest son Nathan is the son of a dragon and a born.
_emperor, and the youngest daughter Hailey is a princess in this world and has a very precious
destiny.
Deep love and affection.
As the wedding was approaching, Olive became especially busy. She took the love red bean and
medical certificate left by Marvin and became a real doctor.
She took over the medical team left by Marvin, quickly expanding the team. Elvis didn’t notice. Marvin
is not only her favorite but also the person he loves the most. What Elvis cares about is… among these
are many talented young handsome men of the elite…!
Elvis has been showering and cleaning for the past few days. Looking at his noble handsome face in
the mirror, his confidence finally returned.
Taking out his phone, he swiped through his moments.
First was Olive’s circle of friends.
Among the photos above, there was a photo of Olive sitting on the sofa, champagne in hand. A group
of handsome young men were surrounding her, looking like stars. She was happily looking at the
camera, making a V with her hands.
Elvis’s cheerful mood just now suddenly dropped to a climax. This scene made his eyes sting.
A quick burst of jealousy welled up in his chest. He grabbed the phone with his large palm, opened the
door to his room, and shouted downstairs: “Auntie! Auntiel’
“Sir, I’m here. What’s wrong?” The servant hurried upstairs to see Elvis.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmElvis pursed his thin lips and commanded in his deep voice, “Call my wife. Tell her my heart hurts and
tell her to come right back.”
“Huh?” Auntie was stunned. She looked at Elvis, who was in great shape.
Elvis’ handsome face became even darker: “Don’t you understand?”
“Oh.” Aunt turned around and ran away. He was really scary when he complained about his wife. Aunty
said, ‘T’ll call her now!”
Elvis heard Olive’s voice from inside the room: “Auntle, where is he? Is he okay? Have you called the
doctor yet?”
“My lady, I… I… well, he…” She had never lied in her life, and she stammered.
“Auntie, why don’t you tell me? I won’t talk to you anymore. I’ll go upstairs to see Mr. Augustine first!”
“Oh, my lady, slow down. You lost a high heel!” The aunt in the back shouted.
Hearing footsteps, Elvis hurried to sleep, lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes.
At this moment, there was a “click”, the door was pushed open, and Olive ran in. She asked, “Mr.
Augustine, what’s wrong?”
She sat by the bed, looking worriedly at Elvis with her bright, clear eyes.
Elvis weakly opened his eyes and pressed his heart with his big hand: “Olive, this hurts a bit.”
She quickly felt his heartbeat, but his pulse was… very strong…
She knew he was lying.
“Mr. Augustine, your heart hurts, so let me kiss you.” Olive buried her small face in his lap, then slipped
into his black silk pajamas, kissing him like a kitten.
Elvis didn’t know it either at first, but her little black head was burning everywhere, he wanted to get up
immediately.
“Mr. Augustine, are you no longer in pain?”
He immediately closed his eyes and leaned back: “Yes, it hurts again.”
“What should I do? Can I kiss you again?”
“Hmm… Yeah…” Elvis said reluctantly.
Olive felt that the older Elvis became, the more he became like a child, needing to be comforted. She
moved like a kitten, soft and adorable in the blanket, kissing all the way down…
“Mr. Augustine, I don’t know how to kiss. I don’t know if I kissed right…”
“Huh.” Elvis let out a seductive snort.