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.

finger in 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 you

mischievous, and she had bundles of tricks up her sleeve, so he wouldn't know what she'd do to him next. "You're feeling sorry for me? So

seriously able to fall

"I'm very sleepy."

at

wedding was the next day, and he

It wasn't a feeling he could just get

her helplessly and said, "Since you

knew it! Olivia sneered

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

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

like I won't

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

a cold if you

You don't care about me

"Says who?"

you don't...

words, Sam picked her up and put her on the sofa. The thin quilt was draped over her as Sam sat down beside

her tone was filled with disdain, her body subliminally leaned to his side. "Aren't you cold? We can share the

cozy. Olivia leaned against his shoulder and said, "What do you

us

fed up with her nonsense? Was he just saying his opinion, or was he going to break

really learning how