Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 1381

Sam felt helpless as he listened to Emma's criticisms. She wouldn't let him speak at all. In the end, she even threatened him, "Treat her well, you hear me? You need to cook more. With an attitude like yours, do you think you're worthy of such a decent girlfriend?"

Sam was rendered speechless.

Wait, how was he not worthy?

"Mom, how can you say that?"

"Why not? If you are worthy, do you think you'd still be single? Not only wouldn't you make an effort, but you also make us worry. Now that you've found one, better cherish her. Otherwise, I will replace you a hundred blind dates."

One hundred?!

Sam did not want to speak any longer but only pursed his lips.

Perhaps, he and Olivia needed each other more than ever.

"Move it. Later, on the table, remember to help Ollie out. Be gentler, you hear me?"

After that, Sam was finally let out of the room, and Olivia had brought all the dishes out. They washed their hands and got ready to eat.

Just as Sam was about to take a seat after he and Olivia took a glance at each other, Emma kicked him. It was so painful that he frowned and turned to look at her.

Emma smiled and said, "Go sit with Olivia. Your dad and I will sit here."

Sam was speechless. Was there any difference?

However, since Emma had spoken, Sam and Olivia sat together.

As soon as Sam sat down, Olivia spoke in a volume only the two of them could hear. "I accidentally said we're a couple."

Hearing that, Sam remained indifferent and said, "It's fine."

Even if they denied it, his mother would force them into a romantic relationship, so it was better that they admit it.

It would be less of a worry.

Olivia breathed a sigh of relief when she saw his calm expression. She thought she had caused him trouble and was even worried that he wouldn't continue to help her if he got upset. "Sam, give Ollie some of this."

Just as Sam was about to eat, Emma reminded him with a smile. Sam paused, and before he could speak, Olivia said, "It's fine; I can do it myself. Mr. and Mrs. Sorrento, have more of this." "Sam, didn't you hear me?"

Emma raised her eyebrows, so he could only take some food and put it on Ollie's plate. When he was done with it, he even looked at his mother with an expression that said, "Happy?" When Emma saw his expression, she nearly wanted to beat him into a pulp.

What was wrong with this child? She only told him to give Ollie some food; how could he act so upset? Did he even know how to behave like a boyfriend?

Olivia looked at the food on her plate then at Emma's expression. She sensed something, so she considerately served Sam some food and told him to eat more with a smile.

No matter what, he had helped her in the past. If he needed the help, she was willing to extend it.

Sam was confused by Olivia's enthusiasm at first, but when he heard Emma praising Olivia, he finally understood her intentions.

Throughout lunch, Sam was constantly criticized, while Olivia received all the praises. All in all, Sam experienced the weirdest lunch he'd ever had.

Mr. and Mrs. Sorrento adored Olivia. They thought not only was she gorgeous, but she also knew how to cook. After they realized she was an author, they praised her for her eloquence. After praising Olivia, Emma would criticize Sam and belittle him.

When they finally left in the evening, Sam was long rendered speechless and slumped on the couch with a headache.

Olivia sat down on the sofa next to his.

"I haven't caused you any major

trouble, have?" Olivia thought it was

better to ask. "Ever since I started

staying here, I've never seen or heard your parents visiting. So, thought they didn't know you live here. I also didn't think they'd have a Key to your place. I was shocked when they came in at first."

Hearing this, Sam raised his head and stared at her silently with a grim gaze.

Olivia felt a little guilty under his gaze. "W-what? Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Are you happy being praised all day today?" Sam suddenly asked faintly.

"Pfft."

Hearing that, Qlivia couldn't help laughing out loud. "Of course. Your mom sure has a way with words. But are you really their biological son? Why did she talk to you with such disdain? She didn't say anything good about you, but don't be sad.

This is proof that you are their son."

Really? So, he should be proud then?

The living room fell into silence. After a long time, Sam finally said, "I've always been single, so I'm a disappointment to her."

Talking about being single, Olivia thought of the conversation she overheard earlier.

"When your parents first came in, they said they wanted to set you up for some blind dates. It seems that they've found a lot. You're so lucky."

Hearing that, Sam frowned with displeasure and quickly said, "Now that they know of your existence, they probably won't do so anymore."

"But do you want to go on a blind date or not? Have I saved you from it?"

"Yes."

Olivia thought he would deny it, but he actually admitted to it so quickly. Olivia then remembered her uncle's request and blinked. "In this case, I take that I've helped you big time." Sam did not reply.

"See, if your parents didn't see me

when they came in, they would definitely arrange tons of blind dates for you, and you'd definitely replace it troublesome. But I saved you a lot of trouble, right?"

Sam casted her a sideways glance.

She leaned on the sofa, and her eyes fixed on him as if he was her prey.

Her gaze...

Sam was all too familiar with it.

"Sai it. What are you begging me to do?"

Beg?

Olivia blinked and said, "What do you mean by begging? Can you not say it like that? This is called helping each other out."

"Sure, whatever you say." Sam could not be bothered to argue with her over this issue.

"So, you're saying you'll help?" Ollie suddenly leaned close to him. Her delicate face was only inches away; her lashes were like two beautiful fans, and her eyes were twinkling.

Her sweet scent lingered in his breath. He wondered what perfume she was wearing. Sam couldn't help but frown. "Can you not use such strong perfume next time?"

Hearing this, Olivia wanted to roll her eyes. "What perfume? I don't use any."

Really? Sam stared at her with suspicion. Why did her smell make him feel short of breath?