Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Sound asleep, Olivia felt extremely dizzy being pulled up, so she immediately said angrily, "Who is it? Let go of me!"

Her voice was so full of energy that there wasn't a hint of drunkenness in it.

If it weren't for her flushed face and neck, there was no way to tell she was drunk.

Seeing her like this, Sam grew angrier by the minute, and his grip on her tightened nearly crushing her arm. "For a girl, don't you know to weigh your ability to drink? Are you planning to let others take you away after getting drunk?

Drunk assault happened way too often in bars.

It was one thing to be ravished but some would wake up with an organ missing, or worse, dead.

As a girl, didn't she know to protect herself?

Sam was so angry with her that his head hurt; even his temple throbbed as well. His grip on Olivia's arm gradually increased as well.

It wasn't until Olivia couldn't take it anymore that she said with sobs, "It hurts..."

Only then did Sam come to his senses and let go of her.

Olivia looked at him pitifully, pouting. "Why do you have to be so fierce? I like drinking. What does it have to do with you? Let go of me."

Sam was at a loss for words.

The girl in front of him had suddenly turned into a girly girl. Not only that, even her expression and tone were that of a child's. She had been fierce one second ago, but who would've thought she would begin feeling aggrieved the next second?

Sam was confused by her reaction, but he was very clear that the most important thing at the moment was to take her home first. Therefore, Sam didn't continue to talk nonsense with her but said coldly, "Let's talk about it when we get back."

It was too chaotic here, and it wasn't a good place to talk.

Sam tried to pull Olivia out, but she didn't want to move at all. She just stood there and even wrapped her arm around the bar stool. "What are you trying to do? Don't tell me you want to stay here and drink?"

Silent, Olivia squatted with the arm around the bar stool. It wasn't until after a long time that she looked up at Sam lazily.

"I want you to carry me home."

Sam was gobsmacked.

he thought

"What did you say?"

seriously,

her head and said

bartender couldn't help bursting into laughter. He had already advised Sam to carry her out, but

what she was talking about as she was dead drunk. Moreover, she was probably not well, seeing how

lips and walked forward, squatting down in front

on my

on your

him curiously and asked, "Can't you carry me in

better if I carry you on my back. You can rest on my

and

she spread her

light, and her cheeks and neck were rosy. Her gaze was foggy as she spread

for a moment. Then he faced his back

broad shoulders, Olivia threw herself at him without hesitation. It could

managed to

his toughness, they would have both been on the ground by now with her sudden pounce. "Get

wrapped her arms

velses

she laid on his back. She

that Sam thought his neck was going

and grabbed her arms as he said solemnly, "Don't hold me so tightly. I

more upset hearing that, and her grip on

you still

can't stand up if I

do you think? Let

"Oh."

scolded, Olivia let

his patience. "I just want you to loosen your grip,