Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Olivia paused. "What do you mean?"

"Before I met you, I worked to save more money. Now, I work so you can spend it. What's the point of earning money if you are leaving?"

That wasn't the reply she was expecting from Sam. She was stunned for a long time, not sure of what to say.

A few moments later, she snorted coldly. "Don't think that I will forgive you just because you said these. Sam, what you are doing now by tormenting yourself is all useless to me. Just quit if you want to quit you job."

She turned over to sleep after she finished her sentence, ignoring Sam after that.

He lowered his head and stared at her back with a soft sigh, and was in silence too.

When the night fell, Olivia slept with the child in her arms, while Sam guarded beside her. Perhaps he was afraid that she would run away, so he stayed in the same room with her.

However, he wasn't allowed to sleep next to her on the bed, so he could only guard beside her.

When she woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, she saw him lying by the bed.

That had been the sleeping arrangement for the past few days. As a result, he couldn't sleep well. His eyes were murky and dull, his hair was a mess, and his face was full of stubble. Adding on to the scar that was already on his face, he looked even more ferocious and unkempt.

Olivia's hand unconsciously reached out towards the scar when she saw it.

She stopped right before she touched him and withdrew her hand.

Pa!

Sam grabbed her small wrist suddenly and opened his eyes to look at her.

Her heart skipped a beat as she was surprised by his sudden movement. "Let me go!"

She attempted to pull her hand back. He propped himself up as he continued to grip her wrist.

"Do you really hate me that much?" He asked sadly, "Do you not even want to touch my face? Or, do you regret marrying me because I have scars on my face?"

What? How did the scars on his face get involved in their argument?

"What are you talking about? You already looked like this when we met. Why would I even be with you if I didn't like how you looked?"

voice, "Even I couldn't stand looking at my own face,

nothing? Was it not a big deal that you left me alone? It's just a very small misunderstanding, so tiny it's not even worth

what

say?" She

out of her eyes. Just as she was about to break down crying,

attempt to conceal her tears, Sam saw tears rolling down her cheeks onto the back

heart ached as though being stabbed by a knife as he look at her. He was upset at himself for causing so much

reached forward without a word and wrapped his arms around her shoulder. With

my fault. Don't

my fault. I'm really useless. I couldn't make you stay

apologized to Olivia continuously as tears streamed down her

faster the tears seemed to be streaming down. She was

wasn't the first time that

sel

in the relationship since she was with Sam. However, she was always able to move on every time. She

herself for so long that she could no longer convince herself

night, Olivia cried

content. She pounded Sam's

relationship with you.

I so

I slept with you?

modernthinking, strong

ama

and

independent woman. Why did

someone whom I like that likes me

all her pent-up emotions as she cried, as well as the things she never had a chance to

afraid that his explanation would set her off even more. He just hugged her tightly in silence. Eventually, Olivia got tired from crying and fell asleep in his arms. He carried her back to bed

pair of big round eyes. His eyes were deep, and bright, as if he

awake. He reached to pick him up as he was afraid that

usually cry when carried by Sam. Surprisingly, he was quiet as Sam carried him then, and they went

heavy sigh after closing the door. Then, he