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.

his hand as she pursed her lips, then said, "I felt sorry for you after I kicked you out. What else can I do? Do

he wouldn't know what she'd do to him next. "You're feeling sorry

you seriously able to

"I'm very sleepy."

time you look at me. I bet you're thinking of her while you pretend to

wedding was the next day, and he was occupied with work lately. He had liked

liked her for years. It wasn't a feeling he could just

helplessly and said, "Since

Olivia sneered as he admitted

you! Even if I'm reminding you, I'm telling you to forget about her. She's getting married tomorrow; she'll be someone else's wife then.

so agitated that she sat down on the

it. Seems like I won't

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

will catch a

You don't care

"Says who?"

way, you

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

side. "Aren't you cold? We can share the quilt." Hearing that, Sam looked at her for a while before he got under the quilt too, sharing it

so it didn't take long for the quilt to be cozy. Olivia leaned against his shoulder and

for us

be that he was fed up with her nonsense? Was he just saying his opinion, or was he

really learning how to be