Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Olivia really didn't expect Sam to kiss her.

That being said, it was just a light peck, in consideration of her current physical condition. It resembled a dragonfly skimming over a pond's surface, gently brushing across her lips before it left.

"Why didn't you kiss me properly?" After his lips left hers, his breath lingered as she questioned him in a soft voice.

She continued wheedling, as though she wanted to get on his nerves, "Why did you only give me a peck? It's because you're sick of me, right?"

He was speechless.

The corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily. He narrowed his eyes and fixed his gaze on her.

"You even have to fake kissing me. You must have grown tired of me."

If it wasn't for her sickly- pale complexion and weak constitution, he really had the mind to make her understand the consequences of saying such a thing. However, he suppressed his desire and laughed in a low voice, "You can provoke me all you want right now. Just bear in mind that you'll have to repay me a hundred times over for it after you recover."

With those words, Sam sat up and tucked her into bed properly. "Sleep. You can go home after you're done with the IV."

Olivia's true intention was indeed to provoke him. Who knew that he would see through her entirely. What he said in reply sapped her energy once more.

Moments ago, she had been drained from the constant vomiting. She herself didn't know how many days it would take for her to feel energetic again.

However, when he kissed her, there was only one thought in her mind. She was so glad that she rinsed her mouth out beforehand!

If her mouth had tasted rancid when he kissed her, how turned off would he be?

Because she knew her mouth no longer smelled, she had dared to play with fire. Otherwise, she wouldn't dare, even if he could bear it.

After her body had taken in all the fluid from the IV drip, she finally regained some of her energy. Nonetheless, she still wasn't feeling well. She was about to act coquettish to get some affection out of him, but he unexpectedly took the initiative to bend down to her, facing away.

"Get on."

Olivia eyed Sam. His shoulders were broad and his back was strong. The sight gave her a sense of warmth and stability.

She was about to be his wife, after all. Thus, she did not hold back from clambering onto his back. Her arms circled around his neck.

Although she was wearing several layers of clothing, her hands were still cold when she put them around him because of the drip. Although they were ice-cold when placed on his neck, he wasn't bothered by it. He showed no sign of annoyance, and merely carried her as they walked out slowly. He was the perfect picture of calmness.

"I don't think we need to tell our elders that I got food poisoning."

While resting on his back, she told him that.

He did not object. He nodded and said, "Alright."

She added, "It came to me just now that we don't need to tell them right away that we're getting married."

He stopped in his tracks when he heard that. It appeared as if she had caught him off-guard with what she said.

Olivia expected him to ask her the reason for that, but Sam defied her expectations yet again. He asked, "Just now? Weren't you asleep?"

She was thrown for a loop. After all, his takeaway from her statement was just too weird. Was this dunce's brain wired differently from other dunces? "I thought about it while I was asleep."

"How can you think when you're asleep?" He was rife with suspicion. He pursed his thin lips and side-eyed her. "You weren't asleep, were you?"

"I was!" She reached out to push his face. In a low voice, she groaned, "Focus on walking. What will you do if you fall while carrying me? I don't think my body could withstand a fall like that. I'm extremely weak right now."

Weak?

He could clearly feel the strength in her push. It was no joke. This girl...

at the corners of his lips and he carried her even more snugly. His attention was focused on

It's all the same. I won't change my

so much happened tonight that I'm exhausted. I just want to go back home

"Okay."

poke fun at him. Later on, exhaustion overtook her and she

Her fair skin

as she slept;

stomach was emptied from vomiting too much the night before. When she woke up, her body

bed, dazed. The quilt covered her body and she peered at

door open that she

"You're awake?" He asked.

which he understood. He sat down at the edge of

went to shrug his coat off. She shook her

antics were like those of a clingy, mischievous child.

you feeling sleepy again? Aren't you

little hungry, but I

he patted her hair down to make

Soup?

side to side. "I don't want soup. I want

expression turned

last night? Your sickness

the spiciness, yet she still insisted on eating it. Hence, he had the suspicion that her illness

was being unreasonable, so she

I don't want to eat soup. It's not

akin to the tone one would take when coaxing a child. It was somewhere between despair and joy. "Since you're just woken up, you should at least have

state, so she gave an obedient nod in the end. Because her stomach had suffered the previous

before

back down and then said, "I can't sit upright, I'm tired. Lying down feels

not force her to get up. After she laid there for a while, she fell back

she was asleep to attend a video

when her phone rang, rousing her. She turned over and took her phone

a call from her

recalled the unpleasant conversation from the day before, she snapped her eyes shut again. She didn't feel like

said and done, it was still her mother on the

didn't speak. Brenda, on the other end of the call, was also aware of the awkward tension between them. They remained silent for a long time, with both mother and daughter just staring at their phones. Since Olivia was feeling sick, she finally said, "Mom, if you have nothing to say to me,

"Ollie, don't hang up."

her from ending the call. She said, "I have something to tell

it was too tiring to hold the phone up to her ear. She set the call to speaker mode and

matter, it

stunned

read yours and Sam's fortune's behind your back. What you said yesterday reminded me that I had been forcing you into things all these years. If you hadn't told me, I might not have realized

Brenda took a deep breath and continued, "Although we can't change what has already happened, it served as a reminder to me. Thus, let's make amends and bury the hatchet, okay?" "Like you said, you can make your own

acting that way. She had thought that Brenda would keep objecting. Who knew

a much

that lingered in Olivia's

wrong yesterday. I shouldn't have spoken to

Ollie, you did nothing

previously. You're right, I

overbearing before. After hearing

you had to say

your position, forced

get over it. However, this time around, Olivia had opposed her mother fiercely. Brenda reflected on the matter too. It was inevitable that they were dead serious when addressing the issue