Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 1199

Looking at his expression, Olivia knew that she had guessed right that time. She couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Don't be surprised by my talent. Have you ever heard of the phrase novel comes from reality? I've written so many stories. How can I not guess the situation?"

She wrote so many vivid characters, so she was good at guessing plots and characters. Olivia even thought that she was good at judging people. Of course, that was just her self-perception.

"Let me guess what happens next? You like the best friend of the female lead, but she doesn't like you. Then the person she likes should be..." Speaking of that, Olivia pondered for a moment. She wrote the story on his behalf last time, so she knew the main character's background very well. After thinking for a while, she suddenly looked at Sam and said, "Don't tell me the person she likes is the older brother of the female lead?" Sam didn't bother talking to her in the first place, so he picked up his glass and was ready to continue drinking. After hearing what she had said, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of alcohol.

"I'm right, aren't I?" Olivia was surprised for a while before laughing as she continued, "I'm really amazing. Who would've thought my blind guess was right. I should venture into fortune-telling instead of writing stories."

Sam finally took a deep look at her.

"Can I help you?"

Can I help you? In other words, don't bother him and go away.

If other women were to be refuted that way by men, they would definitely be upset. But Olivia wouldn't. She was thick-skinned. Furthermore, she had approached Sam to gather story materials, so she didn't mind.

She reached out her hand and patted Sam on the shoulder.

"Dude, don't be discouraged. According to the plot of the novel, although the girl you like fell in love with someone else, your true love will appear immediately!"

Sam was at a loss for words.

Olivia continued to ramble, "Maybe it'll be tonight! She'll suddenly appear by your side and save you in despair from your heartbrokenness. She'll lead you through darkness and head toward a bright

future from now on!"

Sam frowned slightly. When he heard her words and looked at her, he vaguely felt that something was amiss.

"So don't be discouraged. Just wait patiently."

Olivia was terrified under his gaze as if something was wrong.

"What?" She moved closer to Sam with a mysterious look on her face. Her big, watery eyes blinked, and her long eyelashes were like two small fans. Sam felt as if his heart was tickled. When he came back to his senses, he moved back by half an inch, distancing himself from Olivia.

After that, he picked up the glass and sneered before drinking, "Are you talking about yourself, Miss Olivia?"

Olivia was shocked, "What? Myself? Mr. Sorrento, you're so funny. Why would I mention myself?"

When Sam heard that, he glanced at her and said faintly, "Think about what you just said."

Olivia had indeed felt that something was amiss, but after hearing what he had said at that moment, she gave her words a second thought. Then with a bang in her mind, she was stunned on the spot.

"Maybe it'll be tonight! She'll suddenly appear by your side and save you in despair from your heartbrokenness. She'll lead you through darkness and head toward a bright future from now on!"

She had just said those words, and... the facts seemed to have pointed to herself.

Wasn't that right? There weren't any other women next to Sam apart from her at that moment. Olivia didn't expect to drag herself into the matter. She felt extremely embarrassed and scratched her hair hard.

Seeing her action, he remembered when he tore off a small chunk of her hair last time. She was enraged on the spot as if tearing her hair off was equivalent to taking her life.

Why did she scratch her hair now? But evidently, Sam didn't want to talk to her anymore.

Olivia said awkwardly, "Well, I'm just telling the truth. I'm just analyzing the plot. I was certainly not talking about myself. I'm just here to collect materials."

He was a man with a broken heart. She, Olivia, did not want him.

And judging from his state, he might have a tough time recovering from the heartache. She was not interested in finding a man who had another woman in his heart to bother herself.

"Collect materials?" Sam squinted, then sneered, "Yes, I forgot that you're an author. Now that you got what you came for, can you leave now?" It was an order for her to leave.

Olivia raised her chin proudly, "The bar is so big. This is not your exclusive place, so why can't I sit here?"

There was really no reason to chase her away.

Sam withdrew his gaze and ignored her. Clearly, he had let her do as she pleased.

Seeing his state, Olivia only felt depressed. She turned around to look for Tiana, but she couldn't even see her shadow. She could only hope for Tiana to come back soon, and then she would go home and have a good sleep.

After writing a day's work, her eyes were sore, and she just wanted to have a good rest.

However, the guitarist on the stage didn't seem to be stopping anytime soon. Maybe because the fans were too enthusiastic, the guitarist sang one song after another while the man next to her drank one glass after the other.

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These people were less and less interesting. She couldn't help slumping over the bar counter and almost fell asleep.

Just then, the people beside her slumped all of a sudden.

Olivia was shocked. She looked at Sam, who was obviously drunk. He seemed to be in pain with his eyes closed as he laid there, motionless.

"Drinking madly when you're

heartbroken. What's wrong with

you? You look like you're a slump of mud after drinking! It's so annoying!" Olivia couldn't help but complain and then continued to wait for her friend to come over.

Half an hour passed. Another half an hour passed.

The guitarist on the stage finally stopped. It took Olivia a long time to wait for Tiana to return.

Tiana was over the moon when she came back with hearts in her eyes. She held her hands as if she was holding her own heart, "Ollie! Ollie! Ah, my Prince Charming held my hand; can you tell???"

Olivia was at a loss for words.

Was that why she had been so careful with her hands?

"I think I'll never wash my hands ever again."

"You're not allowed to come to my house to eat if you don't wash your hands. Thank you." Olivia retorted, then waved her hand, "Now that you're done seeing your Prince Charming, we're going home I'm exhausted from all the waiting."

Olivia was ready to leave, but someone behind her stopped her.

"Miss..."

Tiana looked behind her in confusion, and so did Olivia.

It was the waiter who had served her the drink earlier. He glanced at Sam, who was still lying on the bar counter, then at Olivia, "This..."