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...

her even more snugly. His attention was focused on the road ahead as they

we tell them. It's all the same.

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 want to go back home and

"Okay."

to jest with Sam and poke fun at him. Later on, exhaustion overtook her and she fell asleep on his back right away.

soundly all the while. Her fair skin looked even paler and

was curled up under the 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 not go to work.

stomach was emptied from vomiting too much the night before. When

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

until he pushed the door open that she turned to look

"You're awake?" He asked.

nodded and voluntarily stretched her arms out to him first. The gesture was one which he understood. He sat down at the edge of the bed and pulled

went to shrug his coat off. She shook her head

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

feeling sleepy again? Aren't you hungry?"

but I don't feel like eating," she

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

Soup?

her head from side to side. "I

expression

in that state last night? Your sickness

ordered extra-spicy food the previous night. Ollie had even gotten an additional serving of spicy sauce for herself. She had been tearing up from the spiciness, yet she

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

to eat soup. It's not

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,

was an adult. She knew that she could only eat some light food in her state, so she gave an obedient nod in the end. Because her stomach had suffered the previous

upright for a while before lying down

back down and then

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

asleep to attend a video conference in

She turned over and took

a call from her

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

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

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,

"Ollie, don't hang up."

Brenda heard that, she quickly stopped her from ending

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

that matter, it was

stunned at

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 this. Parents sometimes do

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

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

speaking in a much gentler

lingered in Olivia's heart vanished

yesterday. I

Ollie, you did

realize my mistakes previously. You're right, I was

overbearing before. After hearing

you had to say

either if I were in your position, forced into an

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 that day. With that, the knots in their hearts