Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 1237

"Seduced by a beauty?" Olivia sneered and said, taking her time, "Seems like you sure have educated your son thoroughly. Sadly he didn't treat his wife well despite her being virtuous. I don't know what he was thinking. He had neither appearance nor ability. He can't even afford the down payment of the house. How can he marry such a good wife? Is he... perhaps a kept-man?"

Sam, who had not spoken the entire time, frowned slightly at this time. He was resistant when Olivia leaned on him in the beginning, but their conversation became tense as it went on.

It seemed that... Olivia didn't bother being polite after that neighbor scrutinized his scar and inquired about it.

Thinking of this, Sam was somewhat touched and lowered his head to look at Olivia unconsciously.

Was she... protecting him?

Because of his scar?

Sam stared at Olivia with a rather complicated expression. Although their relationship now was rather intimate, they were a fake couple after all. Even if he was being scrutinized, he didn't think it was a big deal if she ignored it.

But now, she was protecting him like this.

This moved Sam's cold heart a little.

To his surprise, although she was mischievous, she was kind.

Thinking of this, a thought came to Sam's mind. He reached out to hold Olivia's shoulder and looked at her firmly.

"Kept-man?" He smiled faintly. "There are still men who rely on women to make a living these days?"

At first, Olivia was taken aback for a split second when Sam held her shoulder. After hearing his words, she reacted almost immediately and nodded with a smile. "Of course, you are always busy with your work; you don't even know what's going on with society. A lot of men live off women. And they even do it matter-of-factly. Not only that, they even live off their parents, have a bad temper, and like to hit their wives even if they are incapable."

After that, Olivia put only a pitiful look and nestled in Sam's arms as she said eagerly, "Honey, you won't be like that kind of man, will you?"

The play had already begun, so he naturally had to finish it. Sam smiled faintly as he looked at Olivia.

"Of course, you have to believe in your judgment."

The moment their eyes met, Olivia felt as if her heart had been severely struck by something, thumping wildly. She was a little flustered but soon returned to normal. She nodded with a smize, "Of course, I have good taste. I will definitely not want to marry a man who lives off his wife and elders or even abuses her!"

They sang the same tune, completely ignoring Amanda. Amanda was infuriated! She was so angry that she could hardly say a word. She gritted her teeth and glared at the two of them.

Everyone else in the elevator looked at each other as they watched the scene unfold.

In fact, everybody in the neighborhood practically knew each other, so when they saw Olivia and Sam so in love with each other, they couldn't help but agree.

"Yeah, no one wants to marry a man who abuses his wife and lives off her money. Whoever married such a man must have the worst of luck."

"Your boyfriend looks decent. He's tall and thin. He looks nice. What is he working as?"

"Olivia, you already have a boyfriend? Since when? You have always been single; we thought you wouldn't replace yourself a boyfriend."

Just as everyone was about to get to the bottom of it, Olivia arrived at the floor where she lived at. She quickly dragged Sam out of the elevator and said, "Hahaha, I've reached home. I'll talk to you guys next time."

Amanda also came out with them. After the incident in the elevator, Amanda looked at the two of them with unpleasant eyes. She went home angrily.

After she left, Olivia had wanted to let go of Sam's arm, but she held it tightly on second thought. "I'm going to ring the doorbell. Are you ready?" This was the first time Sam was so intimate with a girl. He was not used to it. But he had promised her after all, so he could only endure it.

"Yes."

He answered in a deep voice.

Olivia stared at him and noticed the scar on his face. She wanted to say something but held back in the end.

Forget it; her mother would not be

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as annoying as Amanda, who would

only add salt to other people's

unds. She probably wouldn't have

I him in advance.

After thinking about it, Olivia rang the doorbell.

Not long after, the door opened. Brenda stood at the entrance and looked warily at the two of them.

Olivia smiled sweetly and said, "Mom!"

But Brenda didn't look at her. Instead, she looked directly at Sam and scrutinized him.

Sam's expression was the same as ever as he greeted Brenda. "Nice to meet you, Madam."

Brenda still studied him and narrowed her eyes. "You're Ollie's boyfriend?"

Sam nodded and handed her the gift in his hand. "A small gift for our first meeting."

However, Brenda didn't take it. Because she had been looking at Sam, she noticed his scar. She moved her lips but didn't say anything.

Olivia was afraid her mother would

say something, so she quickly took the gift in Sam's hands and said, "Mom, why are you like this? You've asked me to bring my boyfriend back. Can you be a little more friendly now that he's here? Don't be so serious, okay?"

Hearing that, Brenda glared at her. "How am I supposed to know if you hired a boyfriend last minute? You two came to an agreement, didn't you?"

Olivia said, "Mom, I will lose a boyfriend if you act like that."

Only then did Brenda turn sideways and said impatiently, "Come in."

"Let's go." Olivia quickly took Sam's arm and walked inside, looking extremely nervous.

After they sat in the living room, Brenda did not ask questions, but merely looked at Olivia and said, "Go and prepare some fruits." Prepare fruits?

Olivia blinked and asked, "Now? Why?"

"Why not. Just do it."

In fact, Olivia was reluctant because she knew Brenda deliberately drove her away. She probably wanted to test Sam or tell him something.

Olivia didn't want to go. She way net

afraid Sam would be exposed as soon as she left. After all, he said he wouldn't lie to the elders with her earlier.

What if Sam couldn't handle the pressure after she left?

Thinking of this, Olivia shook her head firmly.

"I don't want to eat fruits."

Brenda was so angry that she slapped the back of Olivia's head and shouted, "I want to eat, alright? Are you going or not?"

Olivia was speechless.

Sam smiled faintly and said, "Go on, Olivia."