After that, Olivia became livid, and she suddenly didn't want to sit in Sam's car anymore, so she unfastened her seat belt and opened the door.
"Where are you going?"
Sam stopped her.
Olivia looked back at him and sneered, "I shouldn't trouble you for giving me a ride, Mr. Sorrento. I can call a taxi myself."
Bang!
Olivia slammed the car door forcefully and walked to the side of the road with her high heels. She was tall, and her legs were long, so her strides were wide.
As Sam saw this scene, he suddenly felt headache.
It was true that he had overreacted, but Olivia was behaving the same as him at the moment. He drove the car out and followed Olivia.
"Get in the car. You won't be able to get a taxi here." Sam said.
Olivia said, "It doesn't concern you whether I manage to get a taxi or not. I can handle it myself. Don't make me get in your car anymore, Mr.
Sorrento. I don't want to give myself a heart attack."
"Sorry, I overreacted just now. I apologize to you now. Can you get in the car?"
When Olivia heard this, she stopped. There was a cold smile on the corners of her mouth.
"No need to apologize, Mr. Sorrento. I can't accept your apology."
Sam couldn't help but frown at Olivia's words. He looked at Olivia and asked, "Is it necessary for you to be so angry?"
The question stumped Olivia.
Yeah, why was she so angry? Even if he had taken it seriously, there was no need for her to be angry. They were a pretend couple in the first place anyway.
Olivia also realized she had overreacted, but she couldn't back down now. She just sneered and said, "You suddenly braked and made such a big deal of things. I was frightened. Why can't I be angry?"
She blamed all her anger on Sam's sudden brake, so Sam could only apologize to her for it.
"Alright, that was indeed my fault. You won't be able to get a taxi here. Get in." Sam said.
Olivia stood still.
Sam stared at her and suddenly asked, "Will you get in on your own, or should I go down and carry you in?"
Olivia's face changed slightly, and she looked at Sam crossly. "You!"
"Hmm?" Sam pointed to the seat with his chin and said, "Are you getting in or not?"
"I won't. There is no way you'd actually get out the car and carry me."
Olivia simply stood rooted to the ground with her arms folded in front of her chest. She raised her chin and looked at him provocatively.
The two people looked at each other, and the seconds ticked by.
Five seconds later, Sam suddenly parked the car, unbuckled the seat belt, and got out of the car, all in one swift move.
Olivia was originally standing there arrogantly, but she became a little flustered when she saw Sam getting out of the car. When Sam got to her, she could no longer keep her original posture, and looked at Sam with vigilance.
"What are you doing? You're not actually going to carry me, are you? I'm telling you, Sam Sorrento, I don't want to get into your car. You... Ah..."
Before she could finish her words, Sam had already carried her in his arms.
Olivia's eyes widened, and she wanted to push him away, but she realized her strength was no match for Sam's.
He carried her with ease and put her into the front passenger seat. He even leaned in and fastened her seat belt. Olivia wanted to resist, but Sam grabbed her by the wrist and stared at her with a gloomy expression. "If you get out of the car again, I'll tie you up directly."
His appearance really scared Olivia.
Olivia stared at him blankly and did not react. Sam closed the door when he saw her quiet down.
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