Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

The members of the Sorrento family were simple and honest. They wouldn't beat around the bush. They did not harbor any ill intentions when they wished Sam luck in his relationship. He had only a few cousins, so they were tight.

The guys were plastered by the end of the day, but they were still making merry as it was a special occasion.

Sam still had his last bit of consciousness, but he was light-headed and could barely stand up straight.

Emma came over and pinched his ear. "Sam, are you alright? You're not drunk, are you? I don't know how things are over at Ollie's side. I'll go and check on her."

Sam nodded. After which, he glanced at his father, who was beside him.

Marcus was already dead drunk, lying on the table, motionless.

"Sam, we've booked a few rooms. Why don't you take Uncle Marcus up."

Sam thought it wasn't good to let his father lie there, so he nodded and brought him upstairs.

By the time he headed back to the reception, he felt even dizzier but continued to walk forward to find Olivia and Emma.

Halfway, he saw Emma jogging toward him.

Sam stopped in his tracks.

He had a stranger foreboding.

"Oh goodness, where have you been? I've been looking for you everywhere."

"Dad's drunk, so I brought him upstairs."

"What?" Hearing that, Emma became furious. "This geezer still likes his liquor. I already told him not to drink so much. How maddening. Forget it. I'll let it slide this time. How's he doing? How drunk is he? I'll go check on him."

Emma wanted to leave as soon as Sam told her the room number, but he grabbed her arm with pursed lips and asked, "Mom, where's Ollie?"

me, how can I forget about

in

You better go and take a look.

look for her. I'll

her drunk act immediately came to mind when he heard Olivia was drunk. Not only was she talking gibberish as she had her arms around his neck, but she also didn't seem to

Then, right now, she...

Sam's breathing became heavier,

they had two of the male cousins of the Sorrento family,

his chin. "Kid, how old are you? How come you're so good-looking? Let me find you a girlfriend; what do

were only beginning to understand love, so they were long

felt

was a sight to

soft skin, sweet

big eyes,

However, who would've thought

would even

flirt

for the

won't you talk? Are you worried the girlfriend I introduce to you won't be beautiful? Don't worry; I have good taste. I will definitely find you a lovely girlfriend, or perhaps you have other

crimsoned and didn't

into the lovely type? How about the domineering type? Or do you want

more, but she felt a sudden grip on her wrist. She turned her head and saw Sam's glum

"Huh?"

studied Sam, she tilted her head slightly

he experienced

a

pulled her to his

and wrapped it at her