Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

When Sam exited the bathroom, Olivia realized that he had already taken a shower. His hair was wet and dripping with water. She couldn't help complaining, "Couldn't you dry your hair? We're in the middle of winter. You'll catch a cold with your hair wet." His physique was commendable, and he had just the right amount of body fat for insulation. Furthermore, he'd taken a hot shower, so he didn't feel cold at all. Nevertheless, he sat next to her after hearing her complaints and dried his hair obediently with a towel.

She gave him a sideways glance and spoke tentatively, "Well, someone gave you a call, but you were not around, so I picked it up for you." "Mhm." He didn't have much of a reaction and continued drying his hair. After a while, he asked, "Who called?" "Who do you think it is?" Upon hearing that, he turned to look at her with his gaze deep.

As they exchanged glances, she smirked and announced, "Your sweetheart." With that, she could sense a flash of emotions flickering in Sam's eyes before he fell silent and paused. Anxious, Olivia leaned forward and climbed onto his lap.

"What? Do you regret havingpick up your phone? Lettell you, Sam. If you regret it, you can now give her a call." However, he said nothing, holding onto her to prevent her from falling backwards.

She then leaned in close to him and locked her gaze on him, "Why aren't you saying anything?" With a pucker of his lips, he muttered, "You're my girlfriend. I won't keep any secrets from you. You can answer any of my calls. I don't regret it." He knew that he was Olivia's boyfriend right then, and he had to control himself as he needed to fulfil the duty of a responsible boyfriend.

She decided to let it slide upon hearing that.

After a moment's pause, she reached out for Sam's towel and took the initiative to dry his hair for him.

"Lethelp you." He did not reject as he allowed her to dry his hair. His gaze was lowered as if he was deep in thoughts. The silence lasted for a minute. His hair was short, so it was dry in no time. She then urged, "It's almost dry. Just a quick blow with the hairdryer, and you'll be good to go." He hummed a reply before saying, "It's cold. Go take a shower." She thought about it before she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck all of a sudden. Smiling, she said, "Alright, but I don't want to walk to the bathroom, so you'll have to carrythere. Also, helpget my clothes." In the past, Sam had no idea that women could be so coy. After he had been with Olivia, he had a whole new perception and understanding of girls.

Without any hesitation, he put his arms around her waist and carried her to the bathroom.

He asked, "Do you needto heat up the tub for you?" She sat on the bathroom counter lazily and stared at him with a bashful smile, "Sure." He went to draw a bath for her. She curled her lips in a gentle smile as she watched him, slowly taking off her socks and shoes. With that, she reached her foot out to nudge him. "You haven't gotten my clothes for me." He turned around. When he noticed her pale foot, he paused for a brief moment before saying in a low voice, "I'll go and get them right now." By the the returned, she was soaking in the tub. He didn't enter the bathroom right away. Instead, he knocked on the door like a gentleman. "Ollie, here are your clothes." "Con in." She seemed unbothered as she splashed warm water all over herself, "You've already taken complete advantage of me, so why are you acting as if we've never met?" Sam paused at the door of the bathroom before he pushed it open and entered. However, he didn't look at her. Instead, he placed her clothes on the shelf before leaving.

He seemed all prim and proper doing that.

Olivia was at a loss for words seeing him behaving in such a manner. Why was he acting so proper? He had been ferocious and demanding, but why was he so different right then? She couldn't help asking coyly.

"Do you want to have a shower together?" As he strode out of the bathroom, he stumbled and almost tripped.

In the end, he remained silent, not turning around for once as he closed the door behind himself.

Ugh, what an a*s! He was just putting on an act! She decided to leave him alone and concentrate on her bath.

The next day, Olivia received a call from her mother.

Before she picked up the call, she was afraid that her mother would force her to get married, so she spoke up, "Mom, you're not going to have someone read our fort@nes, right? It has fallen out of fashion." "No, that's not it." Brenda sounded rather weak that day, "I'm not calling to tell you that." "Not fortune-telling? Then what were you going to say?" Olivia walked over to the balcony and leaned on the railing as she cast her gaze downstairs.

The weather was great that day, so she planned on asking Tiana out to go shopping.

"I want to ask you if you have plans on marrying Sam?" Olivia was surprised upon hearing that question, and she didn't answer Brenda for a long time.

"Don't be nervous, Ollie. I was just casually asking. You guys are in a fake relationship, but do you not have any feelings for him if that's the case, you guys can't get married as you won't have a loving marriage. Olivia, you might as well break up with him as soon as possible and return home. I'll introduce you to another man, or you can stay single. I won't force you to do anything." Olivia found it odd.

In the past, Brenda was not that easygoing. She wanted to marry her off as soon as possible a as if she was afraid that Olivia would stay single forever. All of a sudden, Olivia turned suspicious.

"Mom, why are you tellingall of this? What happened?" "No, nothing! Nothing happened. I was just worried about you. What have you been thinking about?" Brenda joked, trying to gloss over the situation.

As her daughter, Olivia knew Brenda

too well. Something must have happened. She recalled that her m mother had asked her to visit a e fortune teller the last tshe called, but Olivia refused to do so. Then, Brenda mentioned that she would go and meet Emma. At the thought of that, realization dawned upon Olivia.

Had Brenda gone to the fortune teller? Did the fortune teller inform her that Olivia and Sam weren't a good match? That was the only reason she could think of.

"Mom, did you meet the fortune teller without us knowing?" Brenda was astonished upon hearing that. Why was her daughter so smart? Olivia managed to guess it right away! X