Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 1398

Thinking of this, Olivia felt uncomfortable all of a sudden.

She felt as glum as an oyster.

After waiting for half an hour, the movers still hadn't arrived. Feeling frustrated, she went to the window to get a breath of fresh air but ended up seeing a familiar car.

Her expression changed. That was Sam's car!

Olivia hurried back in and looked around.

Why was Sam back so soon? The movers had not arrived yet. What would she say to him if they met?

After some thought, Olivia shoved her valuables into her backpack and rushed up to the floor above.

She'd stay there for a while and wait for him to enter his house before she takes the elevator down. That way, she'd be able to avoid bumping into him.

When Sam returned home, he saw that her items were already packed but not taken away. However, Olivia was nowhere to be seen, so he searched the house, but to no avail.

He stood rooted to the ground for a while before realizing something and ran out.

When he came up just now, he noticed the elevator had gone up one floor, and when he reached his floor, the lights in the corridor were still on. However, he didn't think much of it then. Thinking back now, he had a hunch that she was a floor above.

Sure enough, when Sam ran outside, he noticed the elevator had reached the second floor.

With a gloomy face, he ran down the emergency staircase.

How could he be so stupid?! Olivia was sharp. She'd definitely hide if she saw him. He hoped he'd be able to catch up to her.

However, Sam was able to feel at ease quickly. If he had not guessed it, he would have just let it slide.

But now that he had guessed it, all he hoped was that Olivia hadn't called a taxi in advance. According to his pace, he'd be able to catch up with her.

With this thought in mind, Sam was no longer as anxious as before but only quickened his pace.

Olivia smiled when she saw the elevator didn't go up, and she guessed Sam hadn't realized her plan.

She would keep him waiting at home while she took her leave.

As the thought crossed her mind, Olivia slowed down a little.

Originally, Olivia intended to call for a taxi while walking, but she had too many things in her hands, so she decided to put the things down before calling a taxi.

Unexpectedly, as she was walking, a tall figure stood in her way.

She was gobsmacked when she realized who it was.

How?

Shouldn't he still be upstairs? How could he be so fast?

After being stunned for a few seconds, Olivia wanted to walk past him, but Sam blocked her way. Upset, she moved to the other side. However, Sam reached his hand out to block her again.

No matter what Olivia tried, Sam would stop her.

Finally, Olivia glared at him and said, "Move!"

Faced with her anger, Sam felt somewhat helpless. "We need to talk."

"Talk?" Olivia knew exactly what he wanted to talk about. However, she had already thought it through and thought they needn't discuss it.

With that thought, she said directly, "There's nothing between us to talk about."

Sam frowned at her words, looking at her. Despite his silence, he still blocked Olivia's path.

Olivia shifted her gaze and said, "The

movers will be here later. I'll have to trouble you to tell them to move all the things away. I'll tell them the address. As for your mom, please clarify to her, some things aren't that convenient for me to tell her."

Seeing that she had sorted everything out without asking for his opinion, Sam grew upset.

However, if she had hoped for him to take action, she wouldn't have come back in a hurry. Moreover, she wanted to run away without saying a word and even ignore his calls. All that meant she wanted to leave.

Thinking of that, Sam pursed his lips and asked, "Are you sure this is how you want to handle things?"

Hearing this, Olivia was stunned.

To be honest, she didn't know how she wanted to deal with it. She knew Sam didn't like her, but she didn't seem to like him, or rather, she didn't know her true feelings.

Seeing that she was silent, Sam took two steps forward and said, "Give me your things. Let's talk upstairs."

Olivia looked at him.

"Or, perhaps you prefer to talk here."

After looking at him for a long time, Olivia suddenly shoved everything into his arms. "Fine, you want to talk? Then carry them for me, and I'll follow you up."

When she handed her belongings to him, Sam didn't refuse but took them naturally.

The items that were a hassle for Olivia were no big deal for Sam.

Olivia then turned back to the elevator with Sam behind her, and they soon reached his place.

Like a queen, she sat down on the sofa as soon as she entered.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

"Now that we're home, what do you want to talk to me about? Go ahead."

Olivia crossed her arms in front of her chest as she looked at Sam condescendingly. However, she thought she had to put up an imposing front and not let him think she felt she had suffered a great loss.

Sam did not answer her but only silently put her belongings on the shelf by the side. Then he sat down beside her.

"Last night..."

Seeing that he talked about last night upfront, Olivia immediately continued, "What happened last night was consensual. Neither of us suffered any losses, so you don't have to say anything!"

Stunned, he didn't expect her to interrupt, and she was even harsh at that.

Seeing that he was at a loss for

words, she smiled and said, "What? Why are you so surprised by my words? I'm telling you, Sam Sorrento, don't you think about using those old-fashioned thinking on me. If you want to tell me you'd shoulder the responsibility as a man, then you can forget it. I don't want to hear a word about it, nor do I want you to shoulder the responsibility."

After that, she added, "I'm a modern woman; I don't think I've suffered any loss, so if this is what you're here for, you don't need to say anything anymore."

Sam was rendered speechless as it was what he wanted to talk about, but to his surprise, she had a completely different mindset.

Judging from his expression, Olivia knew she was right. Then she said with contempt, "Don't tell me you want to bear the responsibility for what happened last night."