Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 1272

This girl...

Sam couldn't help letting out a faint smile on his face; even he didn't realize it. He replied to her messages.

"I just finished work; I'll go back now."

Then, he kept his phone, got up to grab his coat and car keys, and left for home.

When he got home, Sam reflexively wanted to take out his keys to open the door, but remembering there was someone at home, so he pressed on the doorbell instead. The door opened after the bell rang a few times.

Olivia was wearing loungewear with a cartoon big white bear on it. She tied her long hair into a ponytail, and she had a cartoon headband on her head as well. She looked very casual and comfortable. When Olivia saw Sam, she immediately smiled and said, "You're back already? That's fast. You sent your message 20 minutes ago. Looks like your workplace isn't far from your house!"

After that, without waiting for Sam to reply, she pulled him in and slammed the door. She acted like a tomboy the entire time.

"This is the first time I'm cooking for you. I don't know what you like, so I made a bit of everything. You can have more if you replace it delicious; if it's not good, you can eat less of it. Don't waste them; I'll finish the rest."

The girl wouldn't stop talking. Sam saw that she even wore cartoon slippers that flip-flopped when she walked. She seemed to have a liking to everything cute; everything had cartoons printed on them. It looked very alive and energetic.

Sam didn't know why, but he had the thought of a wife welcoming her husband back home.

Very quickly, he dismissed the thought. What was he thinking about? He had someone in his heart, and he was only pretending to be her boyfriend.

When he put his coat down and saw an entire table of food, he was surprised and asked, "You made all of this?"

Olivia noticed his expression and guessed that he was indeed surprised. She placed her arms on her waist and said, "What do you think? I'm pretty good, aren't I? I know, I know, I'm pretty impressive!" "Pretty impressive?" Sam raised his eyebrows and glanced at her.

Olivia immediately took back her words, "I'm just saying nonsense! Do you want to eat now? I'll bring the plates over!"

"I'll do it myself." Sam answered.

Then, he reached out to take a plate, but Olivia slapped the back of his hand

Sam was stumped. Then, he heard Olivia scolding him, "What's the matter with you? Don't you wash your hands before you eat? You've been working all day; you shouldn't be like that no matter how carefree you are about this."

Sam fell silent.

He'd actually forgotten about it.

He then rubbed his nose embarrassedly and went to the kitchen to wash his hands.

The moment he stepped into the kitchen, he thought he had gone to the wrong place. He stood there in shock for a long while before he realized it was indeed his kitchen. Except, it was filled with a lot more items.

It was filled with kitchen appliances he had never seen before, as well as new plates and cutleries. Not only that, all of them had some kind of cartoon print on them. It was Olivia's signature mark.

Were these all hers?

It had just been a single morning, and she had already moved all of these over? How did she pull it off?

Sam only washed his hands and went out after taking a tour of the kitchen.

"Did you buy everything in the kitchen?" Olivia had already gotten him some food and placed it in front of him. She nodded as she heard him, "Yup, I got everything. What do you think? It looks like a completely different kitchen, doesn't it?"

It was obvious that it wasn't like the original kitchen, as she'd moved so many things over. However...

Sam knitted his brows and took out his wallet from his pocket.

"How much are they?"

Olivia was stunned for a moment as she saw what Sam was doing. Then, she said, "Are you planning to pay forthem?"

She had bought everything and left

them here; of course, he had to pay up. Sam already felt bad having her come over to cook for him. He only agreed to it because of their deal. Now that she set all that up for him, he wouldn't be a real man if he didn't at least pay for all the items.

"Yes." He replied.

"There's no need for that." Olivia shook her hands without much thought, brought them from my house. I haven't spent any money yet. It's just that I paid the moving company to bring them here don't mind if you insist on paying."

Hearing that, Sam was frozen on the spot. "She brought all these from her place?" He thought.

Sam found it quite unbelievable. After a few seconds of silence, he asked, "If you brought everything here, what about you?"

What about her? "I'll be eating with you, of course," Olivia said matter-of-factly.

Without waiting for Sam to react,

she got all excited on her own, "What do you think? I'm super nice, aren't t? Not only have I moved everything over to your place for you to use, but I'll also be cooking for you and accompanying you for every meal every day. It's nice, am I right?"

Sam was at a loss for words.

"I'm telling you, I have the culinary skills of a head chef. I won't cook for just about anybody, so consider yourself lucky." "Hurry up and eat."

Olivia urged him to eat while she continued, "I'll finish them if you can't. Don't waste the food I worked so hard making."

When Sam saw how serious she treated food, he knew she definitely appreciated food. Besides, he wasn't a picky eater, so he just lowered his head to eat.

At first, Olivia thought that there would be some food he wouldn't eat. Unexpectedly, Sam was literally not picky at all; he basically ate everything. The two of them were very serious when they ate, and they were also quiet.

Soon, the two of them finished all the food on the table.

Olivia touched her tummy and frowned lightly. She overate a little; she had to cook less next time.

"You have a good appetite."

Sam, who was sitting opposite of her, suddenly said jokingly.

Olivia was exasperated when she heard that. She retorted with a straight face, "It's a blessing to have a good appetite, right?"

Sam did not reply. He got up to clear the table.

Olivia had wanted to tell him she would do it, but when she thought how tirelessly she prepared the food, she decided to let him do so.

She would cook while he would do the dishes. Only then would they not complain.

Olivia looked at Sam with satisfaction as she smiled. "I didn't think you'd do it so voluntarily. I thought you would just leave the table after

finishing."

Sam didn't reply to her. Soon, he got all the dishes into the kitchen. Looking at the things in the kitchen, he pursed his lips and swallowed everything he wanted to say.

It couldn't have been easy for her to have moved all her things over. If he were to ask her to take them back, it would be mean of him, wouldn't it?

Besides... The meals she prepared... were indeed pretty delicious.

Before that, Sam would only eat for the sake of eating. Nothing else mattered as long as it could fill his stomach.

However, his attitude toward eating had changed.

It didn't seem to be a bad thing to have someone company him while enjoying the food.