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Chapter 123 I hope you can grow old by myself.

They were both sitting on the soft wool carpet. Olive placed both of her hands on the ground. She herself

did not know how squeamish she was at the moment.

Elvis let her go for the time being. Olive quickly laid on the ground. She laid with her face facing the

stars. She felt as though she should reach up and grab the stars.

Olive turned to look at the diamond ring in her right hand. Her red lips arched in a sweet smile.

A meteor flashed across the sky and a shooting star sped towards Olive.

She stood up from the ground and stared startledly at the shooting star. A strong arm suddenly hooped

around her waist and hugged her from behind.

“What are you afraid of?” Elvis whispered as he kissed her hair.

The meteor exploded with a bang and instantly turned into a colourful fireworks. The fireworks quickly fell

to the ground, spreading like rain.

Countless fireworks illuminated the entire city of Los Angeles. Olive was speechless, she exclaimed like

a naive girl,

“Wow! This is super gorgeous!”

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Elvis improsoned her in his arms. His thin lips fell on her ear and he kissed her again.

He took out his phone and made a post with the captain,

“Mrs. Augustine, I hope you will grow old beside me. Happy birthday my queen.”

Pamela was now out of the six–star hotel. She stood outside the hotel. The entire city was blazing. All

the vehicles and pedestrians had stopped to look at the beautiful sky.

“Wow. This is so beautiful.”

“Why is it raining fireworks?”

“Don’t you guys know that today is President Augustine’s wife’s birthday”

The pedestrians chatted amongst themselves.

Pamela looked at the dazzling night sky. She knew that it was Elvis’s doing.

However, she felt cheated, as though she was meant to be living the life, and not Olive!

Pamela could only feel bitterness. The entire happenings made her loose her sanity. She took out her

phone and logged into her social media account.

Pamela kept swiping. The number one trending news was the revelation at Olive’s birthday.

Pamela clicked on Elvis’s account. As the most prominent dignitary in Los Angeles, Elvis had always

been low–key, thus he only had a buisness account and no personal account.

But Pamela was shocked to see a personal account of Elvis, and the only person that he followed was

Olive.

Pamela read through the post that Elvis had made for Olive. She felt her eyes ache in pains. She tried

Chapter 123 I hope you can grow old by myself

to open her eyes, but it was cloudy as the tears rolled freely down her cheeks.

She had seen lots of couple’s birthday post, but she had never seen any where the man wished that the

lady should grow old beside him.

A man like Elvis commanded authority and wealth and could get any woman that he liked. He was

capable of protecting tens of women.

Pamela opened the comment section of trending post.

“So Olive is actually Elvis’s wife! OMG!”

“I can’t believe that Olive had gotten married to Elvis!”

“With the fireworks and the meteor shower this evening, I’ve concluded that Olive is such a lucky girl.”

“I really can’t imagine what Pamela is passing through now.”

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The post which was made by one of the guests when Olive had confessed to Elvis being her husband,

had generated over thirty million views.

Pamela kept scrolling as the hot tears that had welled up in her eyes had rained relentlessly.

Why?

Why was this happening to her?

She was meant to be Mrs. Augustine!

Elvis took Olive out of the hotel, and they both entered Elvis’s car and headed home.

Elvis was driving, as his big hands propped on the steering wheel. He looked up and stared at the

rearview mirror. There was a car behind him, it was Pamela’s.

Pamela had gone after him.

Olive sat in the passenger seat with a piece of strawberry jam cake in her hand. She scoop a spoonful

into her mouth. She didn’t notice Pamela’s car which was speeding towards them.

“Mr. Augustine, do you wanna eat?” She offered a spoonful to Elvis. Elvis glanced at the cream on her

lips.

Olive was quite in a good mood. So she was willing to be feed him. She leaned over and pressed the

spoon to his lips.

Elvis opened his mouth and Olive shoved the spoon into it. He immediately changed lane. The Roll

Royce Phantom sped into the traffic and accelerated forward.

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