Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 1335

Sound asleep, Olivia felt extremely dizzy being pulled up, so she immediately said angrily, "Who is it? Let go of me!"

Her voice was so full of energy that there wasn't a hint of drunkenness in it.

If it weren't for her flushed face and neck, there was no way to tell she was drunk.

Seeing her like this, Sam grew angrier by the minute, and his grip on her tightened nearly crushing her arm. "For a girl, don't you know to weigh your ability to drink? Are you planning to let others take you away after getting drunk?

Drunk assault happened way too often in bars.

It was one thing to be ravished but some would wake up with an organ missing, or worse, dead.

As a girl, didn't she know to protect herself?

Sam was so angry with her that his head hurt; even his temple throbbed as well. His grip on Olivia's arm gradually increased as well.

It wasn't until Olivia couldn't take it anymore that she said with sobs, "It hurts..."

Only then did Sam come to his senses and let go of her.

Olivia looked at him pitifully, pouting. "Why do you have to be so fierce? I like drinking. What does it have to do with you? Let go of me."

Sam was at a loss for words.

The girl in front of him had suddenly turned into a girly girl. Not only that, even her expression and tone were that of a child's. She had been fierce one second ago, but who would've thought she would begin feeling aggrieved the next second?

Sam was confused by her reaction, but he was very clear that the most important thing at the moment was to take her home first. Therefore, Sam didn't continue to talk nonsense with her but said coldly, "Let's talk about it when we get back."

It was too chaotic here, and it wasn't a good place to talk.

Sam tried to pull Olivia out, but she didn't want to move at all. She just stood there and even wrapped her arm around the bar stool. "What are you trying to do? Don't tell me you want to stay here and drink?"

Silent, Olivia squatted with the arm around the bar stool. It wasn't until after a long time that she looked up at Sam lazily.

"I want you to carry me home."

Sam was gobsmacked.

For a moment, he thought he had misheard.

"What did you say?"

Olivia emphasized seriously, "Carry me home."

Then she lowered her head and said pitifully, "I'm dizzy. I can't move."

Hearing that, the bartender couldn't help bursting into laughter. He had already advised Sam to carry her out, but he didn't listen. He wanted to see if he had the guts to reject now that she had requested.

Sam studied Oliva for a while and concluded that she didn't know what she was talking about as she was dead drunk. Moreover, she was probably not well, seeing how red she looked.

Thinking of this, he pursed his lips and walked forward, squatting down in front of Olivia.

"I'll carry you on my back, okay?"

"Carry me on your back?"

Hearing this, Olivia looked up at him curiously and asked, "Can't you carry me in your arms?"

"You'll feel better if I carry you on my back. You can rest on my shoulder then."

"Oh." Olivia seemed quite satisfied with his explanation. She nodded and showed a sweet smile. "Okay, carry me on your back then!"

Then she spread her arms toward him.

The girl's face was clean and fair under the flashing light, and her cheeks and neck were rosy. Her gaze was foggy as she spread her arms.

Sam was stunned for a moment. Then he faced his back to Olivia.

Seeing Sam's broad shoulders, Olivia threw herself at him without hesitation. It could be said she actually pounced on him.

The force she exerted nearly knocked Sam off. He only managed to steady himself with his hand supported on the ground.

He groaned, surprised by the force she used. If it weren't for his toughness, they would have both been on the ground by now with her sudden pounce. "Get up, get up!!!"

Olivia wrapped her arms around his

velses

neck tightly as soon as she laid on his back. She used so much

strength that Sam thought his neck was going to break the next second.

Sam fixed his position and grabbed her arms as he said solemnly, "Don't hold me so tightly. I can't breathe."

Olivia became more upset hearing that, and her grip on him tightened, nearly suffocating him. "Honestly, this girl..." He thought.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Do you still want me to stand up or not?"

She blinked innocently. "You can't stand up if I do this."

"What do you think? Let go!"

"Oh."

Being scolded, Olivia let go of him pitifully.

Sam was losing his patience. "I just want you to loosen your grip, not let go completely. You will fall like this."

Thus, Olivia wrapped her arms around his neck once more, but not as tight as before. So Sam no longer said anything and carried her out.

She giggled as she wrapped her arms around his neck and shouted, "Let's go!" as her legs swung around.

Although she was very light and it was effortless for him to carry her, with her actions, he lost balance easily. Thus he could only stop her while quickly walking toward the exit

UMS

Finally, out of the bar, a gust of cold wind blew over, and Olivia immediately held Sam tightly as she shouted, "It's so cold! I need heating! Heating!"

He was rendered speechless

He looked back at her and said. "It's not the north. Besides, it's not that cold now. Why do you need heating?"

"I don't care!" Olivia moaned on his back. "I want the heater. I'm freezing!"

Her voice was so loud that passers-by all looked in their direction!

"You don't want to give me heating! You're torturing me! Boohoo..."

Sam couldn't care less about her antics and continued to walk forward. When he reached the car park, he shoved her into his car and put his head in to fasten herSeat belt.

IMS

Unexpectedly, Olivia grabbed his hand and looked at him with a sad face as soon as he fastened the seat belt. "Your Majesty, what are you going to do to me?" Stunned, Sam looked at her.

Olivia's eyes were teary as she spoke. "Are you going to tie me up and throw me into the void? What have I done wrong? Tell me; I will change, please?" Sam was at a loss for words.

Sam gulped, then pushed her hand away and said, "Have you been watching too many TV series?"

"Your Majesty! Please tell me!"

Olivia held his arm tightly, refusing to let go. "I won't let you leave even if I have to die to prove my innocence."

Facing her craziness, Sam felt absolutely helpless. If he had known this was how Olivia would act after getting drunk, he wouldn't have come at all.