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The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 53
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Chapter 53 Olive Isn’t Your Daughter

With a bang. Patrick forcefully tossed the divorce paper on Monica’s face, causing her face to hurt.

“What’s this?” Monica looked down and saw the caption of the letter which read. “Divorce Agreement.”

“Divorce? Patrick, you actually want to divorce ine?” Monica stared at Patrick in disbelief, and her entire

body had began to tremble.

Patrick’s face was gloomy.

“Go outside and see what people are saying about me. I can’t raise my head anymore. Hart’s medical is

on the verge of bankruptcy. And it’s all thanks

to you.”

“All thanks to me?” Monica felt the anger generate in her. She tugged on the sheet and roared.

“Patrick, ask yourself, how did I help you after our marriage, how much did I give to you, to this family?”

Patrick sneered and stared at her drearily.

“Did I tell you to sleep with another man? Monica, you’re a shameless bitch!”

Monica froze, tears quickly rolled out of her eyes. She explained anxiously,

“Patrick, I used to be in the entertainment industry. It’s normal to have a godfather. Didn’t you say that

you don’t mind my past? It’s because I wanted to help you that’s why I allowed another man to touch me.

Patrick, why don’t you keep praising me for being virtuous and capable? She sniffed and wiped her eyes

with her bruised hand.

“Enough! Monica, don’t claim that you did all you did for me and my family. I think you did all that for

yourself. You wanted securing the matriarch position at all cost…”

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Monica laughed hysterically.

“Patrick, you want to divorce me now because you feel I’m useless to you. You think I don’t know that

you’ve always been in love with Olive’s mother.

Trisha.”

Patrick clenched his fists the moment he heard her mention Trisha.

“Why can’t I mention her? I want to mention her. Patrick, you’re actually a pitiful creature. You love Trisha

very much, but she didn’t love you one bit. Olive is not your daughter, and you know this because Trisha

never allowed you into her room..” Monica spoke furiously.

“How could someone as gorgeous as Trisha fall in love with you? The Hart family was just a temporarily

place for her. Yet, you still think about her each second. After all these years, you still can’t forget her!”

Monica muttered as she wiped the tears which rolled down her cheeks.

Patrick eyes were reddened. He shut his eyes, resisting the urge of strangling her.

“It’s useless to say nothing, go ahead and sign the papers.”

Patrick walked out of the room. Gabriella sighted him and pulled his sleeves. He glared at her in

annoyance.

“Look at you, you’ve been raised by your mother all these years, she made you so spoiled and wilful. You

are a loser. Don’t bother me anymore.

Patrick made to leave, but when he looked up, he saw Olive’s delicate figure in the corridor. She stood

calmly.

Patrick’s eyes met Olive’s bright eyes, although she was wearing a mask, he could vaguely foresee her

breath taking and beautiful face.

Patrick’s expression was unclear. Finally, he turned around and left.

Gabriella entered the room and lay beside Monica and cried.

“Mom, is dad going to divorce you? How can dad be so ruthless? What are we going to do now mom?”

Monica crumpled the divorce paper into a ball and thew it away. She would not consent to the divorce,

she would not leave the Hart family. And she would not be thrown away like a useless piece of trash.

Footsteps sounded at the entrance. Gabriella was overjoyed and she said,

“Dad, did you change your mind?”

Gabriella was stunned because it was Olive and not Patrick

Monica’s hateful eyes wanted choking the life out of Olive.

“What are you doing here?”

Olive sat on the wooden chair. She poured herself a cup of tea. She smiled lightly and muttered,

“Of course I came to see you, what other reason?”

“Olive, I’m going to kill you!” Monica threatened, tugging onto the sheet. Her body which was covered in

bruises could only ache from her violent

movement.

Olive focused her gaze at Monica,

“You said that as long as you were still valuable, you would not fall, but now your reputation and

connection in the entertainment industry has collapsed. You have become a disgrace to the Hart family

and shamed my father. You hastily changed from valuable to worthless. Sure enough, my father quickly

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handed you your deserved divorce certificate.”

“Monica, since I was back from the orphanage, I’ve been thinking that sooner or later, I’ll let you have a

taste of what I went through ten years ago. 1 lost my loved ones and was betrayed by the whole world.”

Monica gritted her teeth in hatred. She had really made a mistake. She really underestimated Olive.

“Olive, if I had known this, I should have killed you Ten years ago I shouldn’t have given you a chance to

live in this world.” Monica growled.

Olive calmly finished her cup of tea.

“You should really regret not killing me that day, because you’ll slowly realize that today is just the

beginning.”

After she finished speaking. Olive put down her tea cup and turned around to leave.

“You’re worthless. You ain’t worth my time.”

Monica felt her throat become sour, she almost spitted out blood. However, she squeezed back the blood

and laughed.

“Olive, do you really think that your father will divorce me? Let me tell you something. Pamela is back!”

When it came to Pamela, she was the pride of the Hart family. She was Patrick’s favorite daughter and

the number one socialite in LA, even Gabriella suddenly came back to life.

“Olive, my sister is coming back. Ten years ago, you couldn’t compete with yet. And you still can’t even

after ten years.”

Olive gentle raised her eyes, a clear light bloomed in them.

“That’s great. I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time. You both are my gift to her. When I see her,

do ask her if she’s satisfied with my gift,”