Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 1331

Yulia seemed calm, but her heart was nearly shattered to pieces.

She didn't want to know these. She was able to avoid it before.

But at this moment, it was directly presented to her. It was as if salt rained on her still bloody wound, and the pain intensified. "Miss Maxwell, you don't look so good. Are you not feeling well?" Juliette's voice pulled Yulia back to her senses.

Yulia came to her senses and beamed with a pale face. She did not answer the question.

"I just thought of my days at home, eating this. At that time..."

Speaking of this, she paused and lowered her eyes, not saying anymore.

Seeing her like this, Juliette became confused again.

Had she made another wrong guess?

Yulia's expression turned ghastly because she was reminiscing and not because of her probing?

However, Juliette wasn't that easy to fool. If she couldn't learn the answer now, she would be able to in the future. She could do it slowly.

How could she have thought of this? It was all because she used to like Quill, so she knew how others felt.

She could sense the expression in her eyes, behavior, and demeanor at once.

However, Yulia's response was deceiving, so she still had to confirm it.

Vera accompanied the two of them for dinner. After that, Juliette proposed to send Vera back, but she refused and left on her own, saying she would deliver food again if she was free the next day. Yulia sat in front of the window, looking at the night view. Her body was warm after the meal, but her heart was cold.

That girl...

Vera was indeed genuine, kind, and warm. Quill indeed had a good eye.

As Yulia had expected, he would not simply fall in love with any woman. There must be something special about Vera for him to do so.

Although Yulia hadn't known Vera for long, after spending a whole day with her, she noticed Vera's earnestness, persistence, simplicity, and kindness.

These traits were all admirable.

Kindness existed in many people, but most of the time, they just felt sorry and wouldn't really take any action.

However, Vera brought her food regardless and showed no hostility at all.

Yulia sighed in her heart and drooped her eyes.

At first, she thought if this young lady was not outstanding or had a bad personality, she might have a reason to compete with her.

But Vera had saved her, and now she owed her a favor.

Before she could even pay back the favor, Vera then brought her food.

What else could she do?

Yulia fell into a struggle again, and her head began to hurt. She covered her forehead, and her breathing became unstable.

What should she do?

Sam had been at a loss lately as Olivia was getting more unscrupulous.

Not only had she moved most of her things to Sam's house, but she even moved in. Sometimes, she would even fall asleep on the sofa with a quilt over her because of fatigue. When Sam got up in the morning, he thought a thief had entered when he saw a heap on the sofa. It was only after he took a good look that he realized it was Olivia.

He frowned as he walked over to wake her up. Olivia sat up and stared at him with dark circles under her eyes.

"What do you want so early in the morning?" Olivia grunted.

Sam said, "I should be the one asking. Why didn't you go home?"

Olivia replied, "Oh, well... I worked on my novel until very late last night and found that it was very silent out there, so I slept here. I'm sleepy... I'm going to continue sleeping." After that, Olivia went back to sleep again.

She was too sleepy.

She dared not be so carefree if she stayed in any man's house. But this was Sam. She thought if she was naked in front of him, he wouldn't

even react. Thus, there was nothing for her to worry about.

Besides, her sofa was soft and big; it was comfortable for her to sleep here.

Olivia had no guard against Sam, so she soon fell asleep after closing her eyes.

On the contrary, Sam became uneasy, standing by

her side.

How could this woman be like this? She was so carefree that she didn't regard herself as a woman. Even if he was not interested in her, he was still a man after all. Although he would not do anything to her, she should care about her reputation, shouldn't she?

"Olivia," Sam called her, but Olivia laid there without offering any response. Feeling helpless, Sam shouted again.

"Olivia Jenkins!"

Olivia still didn't respond. After a while, probably noticing Sam was still standing there, she opened her eyes into a narrow line and glanced at Sam. Then she sat up, agitated. "Say, what the hell do you want? It's so early in the morning. I know you're not sleepy, but I am! Can't you wait until you come back for lunch to tell me whatever you want to say?"

Sam always solved problems on the spot. Thus, he could not wait until noon.

"You get up first."

Olivia laid there like a corpse for a long time, feeling that Sam would not leave if she did not clarify everything. Therefore, she could only claw her hair and sit up.

"All right, I'm up. Lay it all on me, so I can go back to sleep after this," Olivia grumbled.

She was extremely sleepy.

As a result, although Olivia sat up, her eyes were still closed. She didn't care about her image at all.

Sam didn't request for her to open

her eyes as it already wasn't easy for

her to sit up and talk to him. He

found a suitable place to sit down and said, "You can't sleep here in the future."

"Huh?" Olivia staggered around as she asked lazily, "Then where should I sleep? Your room?"

Sam was rendered speechless.

He choked when he heard this. But seeing she was in a daze, she probably didn't even realize what she said. How could there be such a girl?

Sam felt extremely helpless and even more troubled when he saw her swaying body. Hence, he held her shoulder to stabilize her. "Stop swaying and listen to me."

"Uh-huh... go on..." Olivia didn't sway

anymore, but because of Sam's support, she fell into his arms. Then she subconsciously grabbed Sam's clothes and continued to sleep in his embrace.

Sam was completely speechless.

He had only wanted to support her. Who would've thought this woman would actually do that?!

"Can we talk properly?"

Although Olivia didn't answer, Sam already knew it was a no.