Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 1202

Scars were like marks on a man's body.

Olivia speculated if that scar was caused by that girl. If it was true, then it was surely campy.

She quivered and felt jealous in her heart.

She took care of him tirelessly for a long time, but in the end, not only had he taken advantage of her, but he also took her for another woman.

He had committed the most heinous crimes!

At that thought, Olivia couldn't help reaching out to flick Sam's forehead.

Probably because of the pain, Sam's eyebrows instantly knitted again.

"Ha, I didn't crack your head open thanks to my benevolence, alright?"

Olivia was a little worried, looking at the hand she couldn't withdraw. Would she have to spend the night like that?

Evidently, Olivia was like a green foxtail. She could survive no matter how.

Therefore, Olivia detested in the beginning, but later, she soon fell asleep leaning against the sofa.

Sam felt as if his body was numb, and his head was so painful that it was going to explode. His hand seemed to be gripping onto something tightly, but his eyelids were heavy; it took him a great deal to open his eyes.

The first thing that came into view seemed to be an unfamiliar environment.

It looked unfamiliar, but... it was also vaguely familiar. Where had he seen it before?

However, he couldn't remember where that place was. Sam's head ached horribly. Subconsciously, he wanted to reach out to rub his temples, but he found that he couldn't move his hand at all.

He frowned and looked at his right hand.

With a glance, he was frozen on the spot.

A girl in white pajamas leaned against the sofa on the floor, with her cheek resting on his arm, sleeping soundly. Her soft black hair scattered around his arm, carrying a faint fragrance.

And that face...

Sam was soon able to recall what had happened last night.

At that time, he was in the bar, and Olivia suddenly came to talk to him. But later, when they stopped chatting, Sam felt that he could not hold on anymore.

He was quite satisfied knowing that he was finally about to be drunk.

After that, he got his wish. He had no impression of what happened afterward, and he couldn't help feeling a little muddled when he saw his surroundings.

However, Sam was not a fool. After thinking back and forth, he had a hunch as to what had happened.

His heart belonged to someone else, so he was naturally not happy having another woman so close to him. Hence, after he regained his sense of reasoning, Sam wanted to push Olivia away, who was resting on his arm.

As soon as he moved, Olivia woke up. She opened her misty eyes.

They looked into each other's eyes for a total of five seconds.

Sam thought that Olivia would scream out loud, but who would've thought she would twitch the corner of her mouth and said, "You're awake." Sam was taken aback.

Was that how a normal girl should react? Was that a freak in front of him?

In fact, if Olivia found that she was so close to

Sam after she went to sleep, she might really be scared. But that was not the case. She had a deep impression of taking care of him tirelessly the night before, so she couldn't forget the matter no matter how.

"Get up." The cold voice ordered without any emotion.

Olivia looked at Sam confusedly. He looked at her as if he was looking at an enemy, which made her extremely uncomfortable, "What do you mean?" "You're resting your head on my arm." Sam reminded her coldly.

Olivia was at a loss for words.

She was taken aback, but she reacted after a split second. She wanted to be angry, but when she saw his hand that gripped hers, she suddenly moved closer to Sam and asked Because I rested my head on your arm, so you're not happy?" When Sam heard her words, he frowned slightly and stared at her in disbelief.

"Then, tell me. Do you think I'll be happy having you grab my hand?" Olivia said.

After that, she lifted her hand.

Sam had been gripping her hand the entire night, and as Sam held her wrists too tightly in his dream, he didn't let go even when he woke up after so long.

When he saw it, Sam's face darkened. It was true that he held onto the girl's hand and wouldn't let go. Not only that, but he was also holding it tightly. He instantly let go, only to see a red strangulation mark on Olivia's fair and slender wrist...

Sam was startled. Last night, he...

"See that? It's not that I want to rest on your arm. You're the one who held onto my hand, and I couldn't break free. So, I had to sit here and sleep for the whole night. It's clearly your fault, yet you dare to blame me?"

"Sorry!" Realizing that he had offended her, Sam immediately apologized, and the coldness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a strong apology. Olivia didn't expect such a drastic change, so she said, "You're quick to apologize, but I don't need it. My hand is swollen from your grip the entire night. You can see it, can't you?"

Indeed, her wrist was bruised from the grip. Sam did not know how much strength he had exerted in his dream.

Anyhow, he was especially sorry.

There was no way Sam could refute what she said.

Sam glanced at her hand again and had nothing more to say. He could only say, "This is indeed my fault. What compensation do you want, or how do you want to punish me?"

Compensation and punishment?

If it were up to Olivia, she would definitely choose the former.

Because she didn't have the fondness of punishing others. Besides, what kind of benefits could she get from punishing others? She didn't want it! However... looking at Sam being so obedient, he was totally different from before.

Perhaps...

Sam did not notice that there was a flash of cunningness in Olivia's eyes.

Olivia started to play coquetry, "Just forget about it, I know you didn't do it on purpose. After all, you're

heartbroken. Understandably, youet

won't remember anything after you're drunk. I'm such a generous person, so I won't make a fuss. But... I helped you last night, so you owe me a favor."

Owed her a favor?

Sam furrowed his eyebrows slightly.

Many people were afraid of owing a favor. After all, all one had to do was to pay up if they owed money.

However, no one knew when the ne

would be able to return the favor they owed, and it would be a psychological burden.

However... Sam looked at the girl who was sitting on the cold floor and had a red mark on her hand. He had already injured her so badly, so there was no reason for him to refuse.

Sam said, "Alright. If you need any help in the future, just tell me."

After saying that, Sam sat up, then he saw that he was covered with a blanket. There was a trace of strangeness in his eyes. He didn't expect that she was rather kind-hearted.

But on second thought, if she was not kind, why would she bring a man like him back to her home?

Fortunately, he was not a bad guy.

Thinking of that, Sam took another look at Olivia's bright eyes and couldn't help reminding her, "You'd better not get yourself involved in such things in

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