Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly) novel Chapter 1281

A woman was questioning a man.

"Who do you actually love? Me or her? You can only choose one of us!"

"Dear, believe me. You're the only one I've ever loved. Not her."

Or something like this.

"You sl*t. I'll show you the meaning of rules and orders."

If it wasn't a cliche drama, then it would be a period drama, and this went on and on. Sam was astonished in the beginning. Later, he became surprised that the entertainment industry created such plots.

What was even more surprising to him was the fact that they were a hit.

He couldn't understand the mindsets of these people.

Like Olivia, for instance. She would even cry as she watched them. Once, Sam found her hugging a pillow, and there was a bunch of used tissues in front of her. She would cry until her eyes were swollen.

At first, Sam thought something had happened.

After asking, Olivia pointed at the female lead who had a miscarriage and said, "Look at how pitiful she is. I've never seen such a pitiful female lead..." as she continued to sob.

Sam was speechless.

He was wrong. He shouldn't have asked too much.

This time, he opened the door, and just as he smelled the fragrance of cooked food, he heard Olivia scolding, "This sh*tty side chick. How can she be so mean! Get me a knife; I'm going to end her life!"

Sam was utterly speechless.

She sure was energetic.

He closed the door, changed his shoes, and walked into the house nonchalantly. When he got to the living room, Sam suddenly stopped in his tracks. Olivia heard the footsteps and said carefreely, "You're back."

"Yes," Sam answered. Then, he remembered what the female employee said back in the company.

So she thought he was married because he had someone prepare his meal, didn't she? If she were to see this scene in his house, it would most probably be...

Sam walked in and noticed that she was watching a period opera. In Olivia's words, it was the hottest period opera at the moment.

"The food is ready, but the episode is nearly finished. I'll bring it out after I'm done watching, or you can do it if you want."

Naturally, Sam didn't say much to her. He just rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen.

After some time, he brought out all the food. By the time Olivia was done with her show and switched off the television, she realized that Sam had already put everything out neatly. She walked over and teased him, "You're pretty helpful, unlike those male chauvinists."

She was going to sit down after saying that. Unexpectedly, Sam said coldly, "Aren't you going to wash your hands?"

Olivia came to her senses and said, "I forgot. I'll go right away."

She turned around to the toilet and washed her hands. As she was washing, she thought, "Who knew that this day would come. I used to be the one asking him to wash his hands, and now he's telling me."

Olivia pouted and wiped her hands dry as she went out.

The two of them sat opposite each other and ate.

Actually, in the beginning, it was awkward. After all, it was a rather awkward thing for a man and woman who were strangers to eat opposite each other. However, Olivia got through this with her fearless spirits.

She was already used to it after some time.

Recently, when her mother telephoned, Olivia was able to deal with it. She would tell her mother about how she was staying at her boyfriend's, and her mother would squint her eyes then be fooled by her.

"No," Sam rejected her without any hesitation.

Although it was expected, Olivia didn't expect him to reject her without a second thought. She felt a little defeated but still smiled and replied, "You sure are heartless. Can't you at least come up with an excuse? For instance, you have work to do, or you have a meeting that day, so you can't attend with me."

Hearing that, Sam frowned and looked at her. His expression clearly implied that there was no need to be so troublesome.

"You really are straightforward. You don't even know how to care for a woman's weak heart."

"Weak?" Sam pursed his lips and asked, "You?"

"Fine." Olivia waved her hands. "I'll just attend on my own. You're not allowed to say anything else. Let's eat."

The birthday banquet would be held three days later.

Olivia sent a message to Sam early in the morning. She said she most probably wouldn't have the time to cook for him that day, so he would have to deal with his meals himself.

Sam looked at the message and was stunned for some time. Then, he replied, "Are you going to attend your grandmother's birthday banquet?"

Olivia replied to him with a yes.

Sam recalled her smiling and joking around when she suggested it to him. Based on her joyful look, he decided that she had no issue attending on her own.

However, for some reason, he actually asked her.

"Are you okay on your own?"

After sending the message, Sam felt that he was nosy. However, Olivia quickly replied to him.

"No problem, but you will have to handle your own meals today."