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...

lips and he carried her even more snugly. His attention was

when we tell them. It's all the same. I won't change my mind,

I trust you. It's just that so much happened tonight that I'm exhausted. I just want to go back home and get a good rest. Then, we'll

"Okay."

She was fatigued, extremely so. At first, she was still able to jest with Sam and poke fun at him. Later on, exhaustion overtook

hand, had been sleeping soundly all the while. Her fair skin looked even paler and more fragile

quilt like a kitten. Her brows were furrowed as she slept; her face was scrunched up as she was still not feeling well. He requested for leave and did

slept until the next afternoon. Her stomach was emptied from vomiting too much the night before. When she woke up,

laid on the bed, dazed. The quilt covered her body and she peered at the chandelier above her. Her

he pushed the door open

"You're awake?" He asked.

to him first. The gesture was one which he understood. He sat down at the edge of the bed

It'll be warmer inside." She immediately wrapped her arms tighter around his waist when he went to shrug his coat off. She shook her head and murmured, "There's no need. I'll warm up after

a clingy, mischievous child. Holding onto him, it wasn't long before she felt

you feeling sleepy again? Aren't you hungry?" He

I don't feel like eating," she

on her back. As he patted her hair down to make

Soup?

side to side. "I don't

expression

in that state last night? Your sickness was probably caused by you ingesting too much

yet she still

she was being unreasonable, so she didn't pursue the matter

want to eat soup. It's

girl," he urged, his tone akin to the tone one would take when coaxing a child. It was somewhere between despair and joy. "Since you're just woken up,

that she could only eat some light food in her state, so she gave an obedient nod in the

a while before lying down again,"

didn't heed his words. She laid back down and then said, "I can't sit

since she insisted, he did not force her to get up. After she laid there for a

the time she was asleep to attend a video

her phone rang, rousing her. She turned over

call from her

she snapped her eyes shut again.

still her mother on the line. At last, she gave in and answered the

silent for a long time, with both mother and daughter just staring at their phones. Since Olivia was feeling sick,

"Ollie, don't hang up."

that, she quickly stopped her from ending the call. She said, "I have

However, it was too tiring to hold the phone up to her ear. She set

matter, it was

stunned at Brenda's

I might not have realized this. Parents sometimes do things that go against the will of their children for their children's sake. Ollie, I didn't mean any harm. I did it for you. I didn't want

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 decisions. I won't meddle in your

mother was acting that way. She had thought that Brenda would keep objecting.

was speaking in a much

that lingered in Olivia's heart vanished

enough. I was in the wrong yesterday. I shouldn't have

did nothing wrong.

previously. You're

overbearing before. After hearing

had

about it either if I were in your position, forced into an arranged affair. Thus, I called you

amiable. Even if they had quarrels and bickered with each other, they would soon get over it. However, this time around, Olivia had opposed her mother fiercely. Brenda reflected on the matter too. It was inevitable that they