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Chapter 879
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Chapter 879 Are you jealous?

“Elvis,” Olive called his name.

“Yes?” Elvis frowned, using his big hand to rub her silky hair.

“The water is already cold, I’ll go change the basin and use hot water to clean your body.”

“Okay.”

Olive went into the bathroom, replaced the cold water in the sink with hot water, and used a warm towel

to help him bathe.

He wore dark blue silk pajamas. She used her small hands to unbutton his pajama shirt, revealing

his chest.

He was really skinny, and his body became more and more sluggish. Olive’s soft fingertips gently

caressed him, asking, “Mr. Augustine, does it still hurt?”

Elvis shook his head: “No.”

How could there be no pain?

Olive sadly lowered her head and kissed his thin bones.

He reached out to touch her small face, saying. “Don’t kiss anymore. I feel uncomfortable. Take off my

pants and clean me.”

Olive felt guilty, kissing him so innocently, but she forgot that Elvis was a normal man. Although his

health is currently not good, they haven’t been intimate for a long time, and they will inevitably go off

track.

Olive quickly stood up, but the next second she was stunned. What did he just say?

Take his pants off and wipe him off?

Olive was bewildered. She had never done such a thing before.

Elvis raised his beautiful eyelids to look at her. Her clear eyes looked both surprised and st upid, her

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bright red lips were slightly parted, and her pure beauty made people want to do bad things.

He raised his thin lips, smiled, and said: “I can’t do anything with my current body. Don’t think too

much.”

“But… but…” Olive stammered, her pretty little face blushing, “Aren’t you taking a bath today? Where

are you taking a bath?”

This is a very healthy problem. Olive knew he was a clean person and had to bathe every day. Why

does she have to wipe him now…?

“You’ve been here these past few days. Don’t tell me you haven’t showered in a while..

Elvis looked at her, meaning “What do you think?

“I have a jurse here,” he replied.

Olive curled her fingers: “Male nurse or female murse?”

If it was just Elvis, Olive would feel secure, but he was with Raven. Raven was surrounded by beauties,

even the maids next to him were young and beautiful She was very afraid that Raven would lead Elvis

to a bad place, and that he would learn bad things during this time.

Elvis asked: “Are you very interested in this issue?”

Olive smiled, “Of course. When you’re lying in bed and can’t take care of yourself, is there,

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Chapter 873 Are you jealous?”

who cleans you? Is the nurse a young and beautiful girl? Will they clean… that for you?”

On this matter…

Elvis raised his long, narrow eyebrows, exuding the charm of a grown man, asking. “Are you jealous?”

Olive acted very calmly and generously. She shook her head and blinked, “No, I am not. I’m just

curious.”

“Then let me tell you. Don’t be angry.”

Olive had the answer.

She agreed not to get angry or jealous. She couldn’t do anything, either. He couldn’t take care of

himself. But she still felt uneasy thinking about him being seen by other girls.

She threw the towel in her hand over his handsome face, saying, “I didn’t wipe you. Wipe yourself.”

“Haha,” Elvis laughed happily, reaching out to remove the towel covering his handsome face, “Olive,

what do you think I should do? Do I have to clean myself, or do you want the nurse to be a man?”

Olive couldn’t imagine these two images. Why did he say… so cruel?

“I don’t care about you anymore.” Olive turned to leave.

“Olive,” Elvis took her slender wrist, smiled softly, and said. “I fooled you. I haven’t even reached the

point where I couldn’t take care of myself. I shower every day. I clean myself.”

Olive pretended to leave, but now she doesn’t want to leave so when he pulls her, she stops.

Her sparkling eyes looked up at his handsome and thin face. She asked, “Are

You telling the truth?”

“Yes, I am. I took a shower today, but just kissing you made me a little uncomfortable. Please clean me

up.”

Her face was as red as a blooming rose. She was too embarrassed to do it, but thinking about his

health, she couldn’t refuse,

This is a very normal thing. She said to herself, “Olive, don’t think about it.”

She had no choice but to reach out her small hand to undo his pants….

Elvis felt her like a kitten, her movements lightly dodging. His protruding throat rolled up and down

twice.

Olive raised her small face now, looking at him with her wet eyes.

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Elvis wrapped his arms around her shiny shoulders, letting her lie on his chest. “I’m so sorry. Let’s

forget about it, okay?”

“No, I just want to ask…” Olive used her white teeth to bite her bright red lower lip, quickly said, and hid

in his chest, “Do you want new underwear?”

Elvis heard that, his thin lips kissed her hair, smiled, and said: “Yes.”

After finishing, Olive came out of the bathroom, saying, “Mr. Augustine…”

The next second she stopped, because he had stood up, sitting in a wheelchair in front of the floor-to-

ceiling window.

He sat there very quietly. The sky outside the window was full of stars. One, two, three… It was

unusually bright. She didn’t know what he was looking at but his whole body was covered in a layer

of sentimentality.

Olive took a coat and walked over to put it on his shoulders, then knelt, and raised her hand-sized face

to look at him. She said, “Mr. Augustine, what are you looking at?”

Elvis said softly: “They say that each of our deceased relatives will become a stars in the sky, right,

Olive?”

“Mr. Augustine, do you miss your parents?”

Elvis’ eyes looked at Olive’s face. He replied, I’m thinking of… Marvin…”

Marvin…?

Since Olive returned to Visionary, she had ordered not to receive any news about Marvin, so now

suddenly hearing his name, she was still bewildered.

“Mr. Augustine, after you return, stop talking about those unpleasant topics. I don’t want to talk about

Marvin. I will never forgive him for hurting you.”

“Mr. Augustine, please hold out your hand so I can check your pulse. Don’t worry. I will save you for

sure.”

Seeing Olive protesting and indifferent to the name “Marvin”, Elvis didn’t rush to say anything, just

smiled and slowly stretched his hand: “Okay.”

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