Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 1399

Sam put on a grim expression and did not reply to her. It was obvious Olivia had hit the nail on the head.

"Pfft."Olivia looked at him and said, "Then what do you want to say? You want to shoulder the responsibility and marry me? Honestly, are you like that? Do you think you'd be fair to the person in your heart and me if you say something like that?"

If Olivia hadn't mentioned Vera, he would've completely forgotten about her.

It was at that moment that he realized his heart had been captivated by the girl before him. Apart from feeling shocked, all there was in his heart was a hint of nuance.

"You have nothing to say? Then I'll head back. Please, do explain the whole situation to your mom."

After that, Olivia rose to her feet and got ready to leave.

Then, she felt a tightness on her wrist. She looked back only to find that Sam had grabbed her wrist. She frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I mind."

Sam looked up at her with a firm gaze.

"What?" Olivia couldn't put a finger in his sudden statement.

Sam stood up and looked at Olivia as he said word by word, "You may not mind what happened last night, but I do."

Time seemed to have frozen, and the surrounding air fell silent for a moment.

For a long time, Olivia looked up at Sam's face, staring into his eyes, and said, "So? Are you going to marry me?"

Sam felt a lump on his throat. Looking at the hickeys he had left on her neck the night before, he thought the fair-skinned girl before him looked exceptionally alluring, and he was somewhat ruffled.

This feeling made Sam feel that he was extremely disrespectful. He thought he was a b*stard for staring at the hickeys on her neck after all he had done the night before.

Hence, Sam looked away.

However, Olivia had interpreted his action differently.

She felt ashamed when she saw him look away with a complicated expression. How could she ask such a question?

Hadn't she already known if he wanted to marry her?

When she first met him, he had another woman in his heart, and he even constantly got drunk because of her. There was no way she could replace that woman's place in his heart.

How foolish of her!

Olivia sneered. "You don't have to answer me. Listen, Sam, even if you want to marry me, I won't. You're not worthy!"

She was resolute, not giving him a slither of hope at all.

Sam frowned and looked at her again. His previous restlessness had completely disappeared, and his grip on her hand tightened.

"What? Are you upset? Do you want to break my arm?" Olivia raised her hand in front of him and sneered, "Do it then. After that, I'll tell your mom what you did."

It didn't take long for a red mark to appear on her fair wrist. Stunned, Sam hurriedly withdrew his hand. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it." "Oh, so you did it on purpose then."

Sam was truly at a loss for words as he realized she really had a way with words, and he was no match for her.

Like when he was faced with her innocence and seduction last night.

It wasn't until after a long while that Sam finally looked at her and said, "Why try and provoke me? You know I'm not that kind of person. No way I'd break your arm."

Realizing he had gotten serious, Olivia looked away, ignoring him.

"You can not care about what

happened last night, but it's

incredibly important to me. You're right, I want to shoulder the responsibility, but this dependszon you. If you don't want me to and think I'm not worthy, I won't force you either."

Hearing that, Qlivia glared at him. "Of course, you're not worthy. Being

single aside, I don't even have

anyone, like. But you have someone you're infatuated with and even got yourself wasted and cried for her. What makes you think you're good enough for me?"

Sam suddenly didn't know what to say.

He thought Olivia had been referring to his background or his looks. After all, she was beautiful and had a great figure, but what about him?

He probably wouldn't have been a match for Olivia without that horrifying scar on his face, not to mention having it.

He thought this was the reason she found him unworthy, but who would've thought she was scornful about something else.

For a moment, Sam did not know what to say.

Olivia thought she would die of anger talking to him, so she grabbed her valuables and said, "Anyway, I've said all that I want to. You're on your own!" After that, Olivia headed out.

Watching her leave, Sam involuntarily clenched his fist hard, then loosened them as he lowered his gaze, somewhat self-deprecated.

Forget it. She was so resolute. What was the point of saying all that?

Just as she said, she was a woman of the new era, and she didn't think she had lost out, so there was no reason for him to be responsible for her.

The movers arrived not long after

Olivia left and they were greeted by a grim Sam. Their expressions changed slightly as they asked with a cautious tone. "Hello, is this Miss Jenkins's house?"

Sam pursed his lips and looked at them coldly.

The

group

of movers felt a chill run down their spines. "Ahem, Miss Jenkins asked us to move berthings for her."

Just when they thought they had arrived at the wrong address, Sam moved aside and let them in.

As Sam kept a long face the entire time, and the movers were afraid of offending their customer, so they cautiously moved the items while Sam watched from the side.

Bang!

One of the staff accidentally dropped the chair. Sam frowned and said, "Watch it. She treasures all her things. What are you going to do if you break them?"

"Sorry, I didn't do it on purpose. I'll be careful."

The man who accidentally dropped the chair immediately apologized and said, "I'll be very careful."

Seeing how dopey he was, Sam couldn't bear to be angry with him anymore. He merely felt bad for Olivia's belongings.

After some thought, Sam suddenly said, "Don't move them anymore."

The man thought he had upset Sam because he dropped the chair, so he apologized again, "Sorry, I'm so sorry. I really didn't mean to do it. How about I compensate you?"RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

The leader of the group came over. "Sir, my cousin is not very smart. He really didn't do it on purpose. I apologize to you on his behalf."

Sam looked up at him and said, "How much does this trip cost? I'll pay you, and you can consider your task accomplished."