Chapter 55


    Chapter 55 Gift Him A Belt


    Old Mrs. Sandwich came out of the kitchen.


    “Elvis, Olly, dinner’s ready. Elvis? What the heck are you doing? Put Olive down


    quickly.” The olddy was about to


    chase Elvis, but he had already carried Olive into the room and closed the door.


    In the room.


    Olive didn’t expect him to hug her again. She just wanted to hide and scare him.


    “Mr. Augustine, put me down. I have something to tell you.” Olive muttered quickly.


    Elvis’s eyes were filled with a warm and doting smile.


    “Mrs. Augustine, I do not want to listen to now, unless you wanna tell me that you


    missed me.”


    “Mr. Augustine, put me down. I bought you a present.” Olive muttered.


    Elvis raised his eyebrows and said with interest,


    “Really?”


    Olive jumped out from his arms which had now loosened.


    Elvis’s back was leaning against the door. He had just taken off his suit jacket. He was


    wearing a white shirt and buisness vest. His waist and long legs could bepared to


    those of international stage models.


    Elvis’s gaze followed Olive’s figure. She was wearing a small whitece dress with


    flowers.


    Elvis rolled his Adam’s apple and pulled the tie around his neck.


    When Olive looked back, she met his gaze. He stared at her from the crown of her hair


    to the sole of her feet. He licked his lower lips and tuck his left hand into his trouser.


    Olive opened the beautiful box and handed him the belt that she had chosen.


    “Hey, Mr. Augustine, this is for you.”


    Elvis nced at it. It was a ck leather belt. It was simple yet ssy. It was his usual


    style.


    Elvis reached out to pick it up. Olive wanted to withdraw her hand, but Elvis was faster


    than her and she fell directly into his embrace.


    “Mr. Augustine?” Olive asked with questioning eyes and swiftly stood up.


    Elvis held onto both of her hands and ced then on the belt around his waist.


    “Open it. I’ll wear your gift now.”


    Elvis really was domineering, he didn’t even show his liking for the gift that she had


    bought.


    Olive obediently helped him open the belt. His low and maicughter sounded


    above her head.


    “Thest time, you couldn’t open this. This time you could, I’m really teaching you things


    that you didn’t understand.”


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    Olive raised her eyes and red at him,


    “Mr. Augustine, you’re lecherous.


    Elvis liked it whenever she was upset. Her clear eyes were often bright and extremely


    vivid.


    Olive didn’t want to continue such conversation with him. She tied the newly bought belt


    around his waist and nodded in satisfaction.


    “It’s so beautiful.”


    Elvis looks couldn’t be overemphasized. He looked good on any belt.


    “What did you mean by gifting me a belt? Is someone trying to tie me down firmly.”


    “Wrong.” Olive shook her head. She grabbed him by the belt and pulled him over. Then


    she raised her chin and said,


    “I only gave you a belt because I thought that you’ll love it.”


    Elvis’s eyes darkened. His big hand pressed her shoulder and pushed her onto the bed.


    Olive copsed on the soft bed, and her silk dress was scattered in the bed. She raised


    her body and kissed his handsome cheek softly.


    “Mr. Augustine, you’re really good.”


    Elvis reached out and took off the mask from her face. He held her face and and kissed


    her reddish lips.


    Olive knew that he liked her face very much, and he was almost infatuated by it. She


    turned her head slightly. avoiding his kisses.


    Elvis raised his eyelids and asked in a hoarse voice,


    “What’s wrong? Didn’t you miss me?”


    His voice seemed to have bewitched Olive. She adjusted backwards.


    “Mr. Augustine, you scared me a little.”


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    Elvis put his two big hands on her side and looked down at the girl in his arms. She was


    so adorable.


    “Close your eyes if you’re afraid.” He muttered.


    Olive quickly shut her eyes. Elvis touched the golden purse which was in her pocket.


    Elvis grabbed it and queried,


    “What’s this?”


    Olive quickly took out the purse.


    “This is what grandma went to the church to pray about. Her prayer list is in here.”


    Elvis nced at the word “Augustine” on the purse.


    “Understood?” Olive questioned and held soothingly to the purse. All she had to do was cherish it,


    especially since it was a gift.


    Olive made to put the purse away, but she felt Elvis kissing her passionately.


    The next morning, Olive was awaken by the ringtone of her phone. Her hand grabbed her phone which


    laid on the pillow.


    “Hello?” She said into the phone.


    A sweet voice sounded at the other end.


    “Olive, it’s me Pam.”


    Olive’s eyes widened. The dazzling morning light had poured through theyers of the curtains, making


    the room warm.


    The drowsiness in her eyes dissipated in an instant and Olive slowly muttered,


    “Pam, you’re back!”


    Pam smiled gently.


    “Yeah, Olive, I’m back. It’s been ten years since west met. It’s really been long.