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...

smile tugged at the corners of his lips and he carried her even

all the same. I won't change

interrupted him. "Why does it seem like you're constantly swearing fealty to me? I trust you. It's just that so much happened tonight that I'm exhausted. I just

"Okay."

Later on, exhaustion overtook her and she fell asleep on his back right away. She wasn't even aware that they had gotten into the car. When they

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

furrowed as she slept; her face was scrunched up as she was still not feeling

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

quilt covered her body and she peered at

was not until he pushed the door open that she turned

"You're awake?" He asked.

out to him first. The gesture was one which he understood. He sat down at the edge of the bed and pulled her into his embrace. Sam's body temperature was slightly low.

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

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

again? Aren't you hungry?"

but I don't feel like eating,"

large hand placed itself on her back. As he patted her hair down to make it tidier, he told her tenderly, "I've made soup. Get up and have

Soup?

side to side.

Sam's expression

being in that state last night? Your sickness was

from the spiciness, yet she still insisted on eating it. Hence, he had the suspicion that her illness was caused by her stomach

she was being unreasonable, so she didn't

to eat soup.

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, you should at least have half a bowl to fill your stomach. After you're feeling better, you can

eat some light food in her state, so she gave an obedient nod in the end. Because her

for a while before lying

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

he did not force her to get up. After she laid there

was asleep to attend a video

still sleeping when her phone rang, rousing her. She turned

was a call from

conversation from the day before, she snapped her eyes shut again. She

all was said and done, it was still her mother on the line. At last, she gave in and

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, I'll hang

"Ollie, don't hang up."

she quickly stopped her from ending the call.

hold the phone up to her ear. She set the call to speaker mode and laid there,

that matter, it was my

stunned at Brenda's

things all these years. If you hadn't told me, 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.

to me. Thus, let's make

She had thought that Brenda

Brenda was speaking in a much gentler tone to

anger that lingered in Olivia's

the wrong yesterday. I shouldn't have

did

my mistakes previously. You're right,

overbearing before. After hearing

you had to say

in your position, forced into an arranged affair. Thus, I called you today to

each other, they would soon get over it. However, this time around, Olivia had