Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly) novel Chapter 1196

Facing Mabie's inquiry, Sam answered each question appropriately. The two of them chatted for a while.

Mabie poured some tea for him and asked, "Did you just come back? Why don't you go back and rest for a while?"

Sam thought of something and spoke sincerely, "I've already rested, so I came over."

He had already rested? Mabie lifted her eyebrows. If he has rested, how did he still have a travel-worn face? Even little girls would not believe such words, let alone a person like her who had lived out most of her life.

Since Sam's answer was proper, Mabie did not intend to expose him as she said, "It's fine if you've taken a rest. You're busy; you should take good care of yourself when you're still so young. Don't be like Vivy. She has recently gotten into a relationship and has lost herself. She doesn't sleep at night and always clings to her phone, giggling."

Upon hearing that, Sam's hand that was lifting a teacup paused, spilling tea.

That subtle movement naturally did not escape

Mabie's eyes.

However, she had to make it clear. Although Sam might not feel comfortable at that moment, he still had to get through it.

"You youngsters cling onto your phones when you're in love. It sure is convenient for you guys to talk. Unlike how it was for us. When we wanted to chat, we can only write letters or something. It's very inconvenient."

The smile on Sam's face slightly faded. Although he had vaguely guessed the outcome, he did not expect it to be so sudden.

It was so sudden that... he was caught off guard.

He had known that he might not stand a chance, but he didn't know that it was already too late.

Sam took a sip of tea.

The bitterness lingered in his mouth, filled his throat, and went straight into his heart.

After a long while, he smiled faintly.

"Yes, with the advancement of science and technology, it's convenient for us to do anything."

He refrained from mentioning Vera's love affairs.

Mabie knew that he must have understood her words, but she didn't know what he was thinking. She only watched him continuously drink tea, finishing a few cups in one go.

Vera, who stayed outside, didn't know that Mabie had played such a trick behind her back. She was still pondering about how she should make it clear to Sam. In fact, she had already expressed her thoughts clearly, but Sam obviously wouldn't give up. Otherwise, he wouldn't come to her the moment he returned.

With that thought, she was in such a dilemma that she bit her fingers.

What should she do?

After a long thought, Vera decided to get straight to the point. Sam would give up after knowing she was with Quill, wouldn't he?

Just as she made up her mind and got up to ask for Sam, Mabie and Sam came out.

"Thank you for the tea, Madam. I'll go back first and visit again when I have the time," Sam said.

Mabie waved at him and said, "Alright, Sam, go back and have a good rest. You must be very tired from work recently."

"Thank you, Madam for your concern."

Then, Sam turned around and faced Vera with a light smile on his lips. He did not speak and just stared at her. Mabie pushed Vera's arm and said, "Go and see Sam off."

"Oh..." Vera came back to her senses. She nodded her head dazedly and accompanied Sam as they

walked out.

Sam drove there. When Vera saw that he was alone, she couldn't help but worry, "Did you drive here alone?"

After Sam got in the car, he drove for some distance before he stopped at the side of the road and took out the gift.

He opened the box, in which laid a delicate and small hairpin.

When he was dealing with work abroad, he happened to pass by a glass showcase and noticed it. Although the hairpin was small, it was created by a well-known designer, so it was quite expensive.

He had no other intentions. It was only that when he saw that hairpin, he thought of Vera and felt that it suited her very well. When he realized what he had done, he had already bought the hairpin.

That was the first time he had bought a gift for a girl in his life.

His happiness at that time was just as bitter as he was feeling now.

He closed the box, put it away, and continued driving.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of a bar.

He randomly stopped there. He initially wanted to drive home, but when he saw the bar, he felt that it was not a bad idea to have a drink at that moment.

Was he going to drink to relieve his sorrow? Pfft, if it was in the past, Sam might not have done so, but... he felt that he might give it a try all of a sudden.

At the same time, two girls were bickering at the door.

"Oh, I still have a lot of work I need to get done. If I don't hand in the work this week, the editor will kill me. Show some mercy and go in yourself, will you?"

Olivia was wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of loose pants, struggling to resist her friend's dragging.

Her best friend said the man she liked was drinking at the bar. She didn't dare come alone, so she had to drag her over to accompany her. And the reason was that Olivia was sloven so no men would be interested in her and her best friend was more than happy to have her around.

Who the f*ck was sloven!