Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 1233

Olivia hadn't arrived when Sam sat down at the cafe.

He ordered a cup of coffee for himself and a cup of milk tea for Olivia out of courtesy. Then sat down to wait.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes...

Ten minutes had passed, but Olivia still hadn't shown up.

Sam frowned slightly and looked at his watch. "Was I fooled? Is the girl taking revenge on me?" He thought.

However, after some thought, he did not think it was possible. She sounded anxious; she probably truly needed his help.

While he was deep in thought, someone stormed into the cafe like a tornado and kept looking around.

Sam recognized Olivia at a glance.

She wore a white T-shirt and a pair of loose pants. Her hair was tied up sloppily, looking unkempt.

This was the first time Sam had seen a girl who didn't take her image seriously.

In general, there were many girls who didn't care about their image, but Olivia was probably the only one who didn't care about her image on any occasion.

Just as Sam scrutinized her, Olivia had already noticed Sam. She ran to him quickly and pulled a chair in front of him to sit down.

"Hi, Mr. Sorrento, you're so early."

Sam pursed his lips and said coldly, "You were late for 11 minutes and 20 seconds."

"What?" Olivia tilted her head embarrassingly. "I was stuck in traffic. I'm sorry."

She didn't give any excuses for her tardiness and immediately apologized to Sam sincerely. After apologizing, she picked up the cup of milk tea while asking, "Is this for me?"

Sam nodded slightly.

"You can order something else if it's not to your liking."

"No, it's okay. I like to drink milk tea. Thank you."

The weather was hot and stuffy that day. Olivia rushed over, drenched in sweat, so she took a few big gulps of the milk tea.

"What can I help you with?"

"Huh? Omm..." Olivia found it hard to explain the situation to him.

Normally, she spoke carelessly. But now, she was looking for someone to be her pretend-boyfriend. It was difficult for her to talk about that to a man she had only met a few times and was not familiar with.

However, the arrow was on the bowstring, and Olivia had to shoot. She was not one to be euphemistic, so she simply went straight to the point. "Well, I hope... you can pretend to be my boyfriend."

Hearing that, Sam's brows furrowed.

Olivia explained hurriedly, "Don't get me wrong. You just needed to pretend, not to be my real boyfriend!"

Sam's brows furrowed even deeper as if her words sounded exceptionally ludicrous.

What did she mean by pretending to be her boyfriend?

Sam stared at Olivia's pale face with some displeasure and asked, "Miss Olivia, are you kidding me?"

"No," Olivia waved her hand embarrassingly. "I really need your help. My mother has been forcing me to go on blind dates, but I don't want to go, so I hope you can pretend to be my boyfriend and trick her. Then she won't ask me to go on a blind date again."

After explaining, Olivia found that the man's frown was even deeper.

"So you're saying, I have to lie to the elders with you?"

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"F*ck, this man is really... must he be so modest and straightforward?!"

"Mr. Sorrento, how can this be called lying to elders? Everything has its priorities. This isn't considered lying."

"Then what is?" Sam stared seriously into her eyes and asked.

Olivia didn't know how to answer him for a moment. She sat there in a daze for a long time before saying helplessly, Alright, even if it is lying so what? I don't want to go on blind dates, so I can only think of such a way to avoid it. I don't see a problem in saying I have a boyfriend first and that we have broken up later. The reason I asked for your help is that all my male friends are married, and I'm afraid of being cheated by strangers."

Olivia hadn't expected Sam to have

such a big reaction. She had

expected he would not agree because of the identity of her boyfriend. Who would've thought what he minded was that he had to

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Sure enough, after Olivia finished her words, Sam said seriously, "I can't deceive the elders with you. I'm sorry. You'd better ask for someone else's help."

Olivia bit her lower lip lightly with a look of embarrassment.

"But I really have no one else, Mr. Sorrento. If you don't help me, I can only ask a stranger."

Sam frowned and said, "Although I owe you a favor, it doesn't mean that I can do anything for you. Please find someone else."

After saying that, Sam got up directly. Olivia watched as he paid the bill at the cashier and then left.

She lay on the table like a deflated ball. She didn't expect to fail.

She couldn't force him if he was unwilling. It would only be worse if they were exposed.

Thinking of this, Olivia sighed repeatedly in her heart.

"Should I ask casually?" She thought.

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So Olivia looked around and found that there really was a man sitting alone in the cafe, but the man seemed to be quite old; he was rather thin, and he wore a pair of spectacles.

It would be so awkward if she walked to him so suddenly.

But what else could she do? Did she really have to go on the blind date? Olivia knew very well that if she went on the blind date, her mother would really force her to get married. By then...

Thinking of this, Olivia felt a headache. She put down the milk tea in her hand and slowly walked towards the thin man.

"Hello... I was wondering..." Just as Olivia started to speak, a figure suddenly stood in front of her. Olivia almost jumped out of her skin. She looked up and realized it was Sam.

"Hadn't you left? Why..."

Why had he returned? Olivia looked at him, dumbfounded.

Sam really did not expect this girl to actually ask a stranger. She had just said she was afraid of being cheated by a stranger, but now she went to one herself?

He wondered if she actually had a brain.

When the tall and thin man with glasses heard voices, he looked up and saw a man and a woman standing in front of him. He asked in confusion, "Excuse me, who are you..."

"Sorry, we've mistaken you for someone else," Sam answered quickly. Then, he grabbed Olivia's wrist and dragged her out of the cafe.

Olivia was dragged out with a look of astonishment. It took her a long time to finally react. "Hey, let me go."

Sam let go. Olivia rubbed her wrist as she asked, "Why did you come back? Perhaps you've agreed to help me?"

"No." Sam was silent for two seconds before he shook his head in denial.

"No?" Olivia stared at him as if he were mad. "Then why did you come back? Mind your own business. I've finally found a target!"

"Target? A stranger?"

"So what if I asked a stranger? Maybe he would agree? Mr. Sorrento, since you're not willing to help, why do you care so much?"