Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 1469

"It's alright!" Emma waved her hand gently and said with a smile, "This is how girls display their personality. Besides, girls should be spoiled. I can see from Ollie's personality that you have treated her well as her parents. She will be Sam's responsibility in the future and he will spoil her even more!"

She was a woman herself and had been treated unfairly by her own mother-in-law in the past. Therefore, she knew the challenges a daughter-in-law faced.

When she was treated badly by her mother-in-law in the past, she promised herself that she would never treat her own daughter-in-law unfairly and would spoil her to bits. She wanted to be a good mother-in-law.

Ollie was a daughter who was loved by her own parents. It wouldn't be fair to bully her just because she married into the family, right? Her responsibility was not to be a maid in the house, so she must be treated well.

That was Emma's opinion, and she wanted to make sure that she would properly execute what she had promised herself.

Brenda felt touched upon hearing her words. She touched her nose and said softly, "I wasn't expecting you to treat Ollie so well."

Emma raised her head and said, "Right? Shall we talk about the wedding?"

Brenda was speechless.

Sam finally got Olivia home and carried her into the house.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body felt like it was on fire. When he entered the house, he stumbled and almost fell.

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He was glad that he had listened to their parents and brought Olivia home.

Otherwise, she would be doomed.

When they were in the car, she stopped rubbing his ears and started hugging him. Then, she pursed her lips and requested that he kiss her. Initially, Sam fulfilled her request by kissing her.

Then came a second kiss. She was dissatisfied after the brief kiss. Sam could feel the driver's awkwardness in the car.

Thus, he held her in his arms and tried to restrain her from moving around.

Out of the blue, Olivia stuck her hand into his shirt and started feeling around. When she touched his sensitive spot, he could feel his veins were about to pop out.

He pressed her hand to prevent her from moving and said, "Ollie, don't cause trouble. Wait until we get home, okay?"

"No." Olivia shook her head and continued to move her hands around. Then, she lowered her head and started biting on his buttons. Although their skin did not touch, her head was close to him as she gently moved against his body. Her actions were driving him mad.

He kept trying to stop her on their way back. When they got out of the car, the driver looked at him with a knowing smile on his face and said, "Bro, you have a great girlfriend. Take good care of her."

Coming back to that moment, Sam did not attempt to stop her anymore after they got into the house. She became even more presumptuous. The fire in his body was burning, hence, he stumbled as he entered the door.

He grabbed her. With a hoarse voice, he asked, "You like causing trouble when you get drunk, don't you? Do you know what consequences this will lead to?"

He was strong and she was petite. He carried her up effortlessly while she clapped and said, "Put me down. I want to kiss you. I want to hug you."

He quickly got used to the darkness and gazed at her silhouette. He wrapped her up in his arms and placed his forehead against hers. "Which role are you playing today?"

"Which role? You are a bad person. Have you forgotten about me?"

"Who are you?" He asked in a hoarse voice.

"Hmph, you are terrible. You have really forgotten.

I am the baby you took back twenty years ago."

Poof.

He almost laughed out loud and looked helplessly at her.

Where did the baby come from?

As he was processing the information, Olivia put her lips close to him. "Although you are an old man, I still love you."

He was stunned and looked at her in a daze.

The two of them stood closely to each other. They had been here before but it was the first time for her to confess her love.

He was suddenly at a loss for words.

She came forward and kissed him on his lips. Then, a smile appeared on her face. "I like you."

He was stiff like a statue.

"I love you!" She kissed him again and wrapped her hands around his neck. She stared at him seriously and asked, "Why don't you answer me?"

He swallowed, and his lips opened

slightly without a word. It was as f

he had lost his voice. He finally

spoke after a while but his voice was hoarse.

"I... I..."

Love you.

He couldn't seem to find the

courage to mutter the rest of the et

two words. She was obviously dissatisfied and kept probing him, "What? Do you love me or not?"

He stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist. "Ollie, you're drunk."

"Oh, I'm not drunk. Answer my question now. Do you love me?"

Her lips were close to his. They were red and moist, like roses that had just bloomed in the spring and moisturized by the morning dew.

Sam couldn't restrain himself. He lowered his head to seal her lips and to stop her from asking the same question like a broken record. He closed his eyes without a care in the world.

"Hmm."

Ollie couldn't speak. She then held his neck.

It was a simple kiss at first, but as soon as their lips touched each other, they lost control.

In the darkness, nothing could be seen, but their senses were heightened.

Their clothes came off gradually.

The next day, Olivia woke up with a

headache. She got up as she

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pressed on her throbbing head and looked out of the window with a struggle. The sky was already Bright. Judging from the sunlight, it was probably noon.

She wondered how she had managed to wake up this late.

She had a few drinks last night, so she couldn't remember what happened later. She got up as usual to wash up.

However, she fell and sat on the floor the moment her feet touched the ground.

She was confused.

"What happened? Why are my legs all wobbly?" She wondered.

She sat on the ground as she tried to recall the night before. Why was she feeling like she did a few days ago?

Did she drink too much last night and slept with Sam again?

She couldn't help but swallow, and the corner of her mouth twitched. Why did she always end up this way?

A message came when she sat on the floor wondering. She picked it up and saw it was a message from her mother. "Ollie, give me Sam's birth date. I need to find a nice date for the two of you."