Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 1337

However, Sam was wrong. Olivia was making a fuss; it was just that her way was different.

She wouldn't vomit, cry or scream like some people when they were drunk.

What was interesting about her was as long as whoever was on the same page as her, she wouldn't make a fuss.

Thus, when Sam asked how she felt, Olivia responded gently with a bashful look, "Worry not, Your Majesty, I only drank a little. I'm alright."

Sam was speechless.

She was really immersed in her role.

Sam certainly wasn't going to allow her to take a shower in this state. He wasn't sure what she would do, so he quickly tidied up the room and took his pillow and quilt out.

"I'll let you sleep in the room. Go and sleep now."

Olivia blinked and asked, "What about you, Your Majesty?"

Sam pointed to where she was sitting. Thus, she stood up and walked to the room. Thinking she was going to sleep, he put the bedsheet and pillow onto the sofa. However, she came back out as soon as he laid down.

"Your Majesty, you gave me the bed while you sleep here... Oh, I'm so touched."

Olivia knelt beside him as she spoke. She held his hands and said, teary-eyed, "Let me stay here with you, Your Majesty."

Her address to him made his skin tingle. He grabbed her hands in turn and got up. Then, he carried in his arms and strode into the bedroom.

Before Olivia realized what had happened, she was already on the bed. Then he heard Sam's rough voice, "Stay. Don't come out again."

Olivia blinked at his fierce expression. She quieted down again.

"Okay, take care of yourself, Your Majesty. I'll get some rest."

After setting her down, Sam breathed a sigh of relief and left the room.

However, Sam didn't manage to fall asleep after lying down as Olivia had been using this sofa all this while. Moreover, it was the one from her home, so it smelt of her, completely different from the scent in his bedroom.

He frowned slightly. He wasn't used to this. But... he didn't find it annoying either.

Sam slowly fell asleep under the unfamiliar surroundings.

The next day.

Olivia had a splitting headache when she woke up the next morning. She sat up, holding her head, her face scrunched up.

Olivia was startled for a moment as she saw her surroundings, but she quickly figured out where she was.

She had woken up here once. Then, she went out drinking the previous night and seemed to have one too many. However, she couldn't remember what happened after that.

Thinking of this, Olivia jerked her head and looked under the quilt.

She was still wearing the same clothes from the day before. There was nothing wrong.

"Thank heavens..." Olivia was glad nothing had happened. She was dead drunk the night before, and she couldn't remember a single thing.

With that thought, Olivia got out of bed and tiptoed out barefoot.