Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Olivia thought Sam would come back in. He had the key, didn't he? But to her surprise, it didn't take long for outside to fall silent. There was still nothing even after ten minutes. Feeling peculiar, she wondered if the fella was that obedient and actually slept outside?

A couple of minutes later, Olivia sneakily opened the door and took a peek. There was no sign of Sam, so she tiptoed out of the room to find Sam sleeping on the sofa.

He seemed to be worn out; he was fast asleep with his arms crossed and the quilt covering half of his body.

Seeing him like this, Olivia suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. What she had just given him was a thin quilt, but it was currently winter. She had thought he would protest, but to her dismay, he fell asleep as soon as he laid down.

Olivia squatted down beside Sam and stared at his eyes in silence.

Was he worn out from working overtime recently? Was it the reason he was so sleepy to the point he didn't want to think about anything? Perhaps it was because that woman's wedding was approaching, so he deliberately did so to numb himself. That way, he could fall asleep immediately and not think about anything else.

As the thought crossed her mind, Olivia's heart ached. She felt a little sorry for him and even distraught.

She slowly extended her hand, wanting to touch Sam's eyebrows. To her dismay, Sam opened his eyes as soon as her finger touched him. "What are you planning to do again?"

His sudden movement startled Olivia, and she froze in place. "Um, weren't you asleep?"

Sam looked to be wide awake. It was as if he was just pretending to be asleep.

"If you keep doing this, neither of us will be sleeping tonight."

Hearing that, Olivia twitched her lips. "It's my fault then? I already told you I didn't kick you on purpose. I was dreaming. It was an accident."

"What about now?" Sam asked, slowly reaching out to grab her finger, "What are you trying to do?"

Although he was covered with a thin quilt, the temperature of his body was still high. However, despite struggling, Olivia's hand was a little cold.

felt sorry for you

his mind. However, Olivia had always been mischievous, and she had bundles of tricks up her sleeve, so he

able to

"I'm very sleepy."

every time you look at me. I bet

Sam would have truly forgotten about it. Her wedding was the next day, and he was occupied with work lately. He had liked her, but many things couldn't be changed even

for years. It wasn't a feeling he could

looked at her helplessly and said, "Since

Olivia sneered as he admitted

you, I'm telling you to forget about her. She's

anger grew with her words. She was so agitated that she sat

like I won't be

on the floor, Sam couldn't sleep anymore either. He sat up and said,

will catch a cold if you sit on

it. You don't care about

"Says who?"

you

on the sofa. The thin quilt was draped over her as Sam sat down

subliminally leaned to his side. "Aren't you cold?

for the quilt to be cozy. Olivia leaned against his shoulder and said, "What do you want to talk about?

us to try

up with her nonsense? Was he

really learning how to be