Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 1413

Just as Olivia had expected, Sam was completely dry when he got home.

The main lights in the house had been switched off, leaving a dim yellow lamp still on in the corner, illuminating the entire space. In the past, only darkness greeted him whenever he came back from working overtime, but ever since Olivia moved in, no matter how late he worked, there would at least be a faint light when he opened the door.

Although it was a dim yellow light, it acted as a pathway leading Sam home in the middle of the night.

Sam took off his suit jacket and put it on the sofa.

The sound of a door opening could be heard.

The bedroom door suddenly opened. Olivia came out, rubbing her eyes, bleary. "You're back? What time is it?"

"It's midnight. Why are you up?"

Sam frowned when he saw her clothes. Olivia had probably just crawled out of bed because she only had her pajamas on. She didn't like thick pajamas to bed, so even in the winter, she would wear the thin pajamas that were meant for autumn and spring.

Moreover, she came out barefooted, not wearing any socks at all.

"C'mon, go back to bed. You'll catch a cold."

Olivia had awoken to go to the bathroom, and she happened to hear some noise outside, so she wanted to greet him before going back to bed. But now, hearing Sam's words, she was rather touched.

After all, he had worked until late at night, yet he was still concerned about her wellbeing. That meant this b*stard still cared about her, didn't it? Olivia was a little moved, and then she said, "Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

Hearing that, Sam frowned even more and asked, "You're going to cook wearing only this?"

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After that, Oliva headed back to the bedroom to put on a coat, but Sam walked to her and grabbed her shoulder. "Why the fuss? Didn't I tell you to go back and sleep? It's already so late. I can do it myself."

When he got close, Olivia could clearly feel the dampness and coolness of the heavy rain on him. Not realizing her actions, she touched his arm. It was icy-cold.

Olivia had just got out of bed, so she was shocked by the cold. Sensing it, Sam quickly withdrew his hand. He pursed his lips before he said, "Go back to bed."

"Why is your hand so cold? Is it that cold outside?"

"It's raining. It's a little cold, but I'm fine."

"Go and take a shower now," Olivia ordered suddenly.

Sam raised his eyebrows. "Huh?"

"Go take a hot shower to warm yourself up. Do you know how cold you are? My hands are even warmer than yours!"

Here sudden detest got Sam feeling inexplicable, baffled.

He was working overtime, and it was raining by the time he walked out of the building, so the weather was freezing, leading to his cold hands while she climbed out of the cozy bed. Yet, she was already complaining from just one touch.

However, before Sam could react, Olivia had pushed him into the bathroom and closed the door for him. "Don't come out if you don't take a hot shower!"

Sam stood rooted to the ground and rubbed his nose, feeling inexplicable. She didn't even give him the chance to grab a change of clothes.

After all the commotion, Olivia was wide awake. She went into the kitchen after putting on a jacket.

As she heated the pot, she wondered what to make him. In the end, she settled for vegetable chowder. It was a perfect dish to warm him up in such cold weather.

As she cooked, she looked in the direction of the bathroom, and muttered, "You owe me."

She had only wanted to take a peek before going back to bed. How did she end up making him supper? Bah!

By the time Sam came out of the bathroom, the chowder was ready.

She sat down with a large bowl of chowder in front of her. When she saw Sam come out, she waved at him as if she was calling to a pig and said, "Come and eat quickly. I'll go to sleep after that."

Sam wiped his hair dry before moving to the sofa.

"Go back to bed," Sam suggested when he saw how tired she looked.

But who would've thought Olivia would be upset and raised her brows as she said, "What? Am I not allowed to watch you eat the food I made?"

"You can, of course. But is it

necessary for you to throw a fit?" Of

course, Sam only dared to say these words in his heart, indifferent on the surface. He very obediently sat

down to eat the chowder, wh€!.!

Olivia sat opposite him and stared as he ate.

Although Sam was a man, he felt rather shy being stared at by his girlfriend like that. But Olivia would definitely roast him again if he said anything, so he could only endure it.

"Why are you only eating the vegetables? Have some of the soup."

Sam took a few sips of soup, but he was scalded as he didn't test the temperature first. Olivia couldn't help roastingɓim again, "Are you dumb? Don't you know to test the temperature before drinking the soup? You scalded yourself didn't you, dummy?"

Sam was speechless.

Suddenly, he did not know what to say.

But Olivia didn't intend to let him go. She poured a glass of water for him. "Take a sip. It will cool down your burn."

Facing her request, Sam found that he had no reason to refute but could only drink the water. However, to his surprise, it was icy cold, and so he choked.

As a result, Olivia's gaze at him was even more abhorrent.

"How are you so lousy? How can you even choke from drinking water?"

"Honestly, you..." His sudden approach silenced Olivia. She stared at him, wide-eyed, and her voice quavered involuntarily. "You... What are you doing?"

"Go on. Why did you stop?" Sam inched closer, their breaths nearly entangling. Olivia was so voluble just now, and yet she had become silent in an instant.

"Hmm?" Seeing that she did not speak, Sam even raised his eyebrows. "Weren't you so voluble just now? Go on."

Olivia finally realized what he was trying to do. He was deliberately challenging her!

"Hmph, b*stard, you dare challenge me? Do you think you can dominate me by doing this? Dream on! You will never succeed!" Olivia thought.

With that thought, Olivia smirked and suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck and said, "You're leaning so close. What more do you want me to

say?"