Forget it. He was too lazy to be bothered about it.
Sam pursed his lips and did not reply to her.
"Hey, you haven't answered my question yet. Did you deliberately change the subject just now?"
"No."
It had merely popped up in his mind.
Weren't they just talking? Was it necessary for her to be so close to him?
Olivia squinted at Sam. "Are you feeling guilty about something?"
Then, she inched even closer, as if she could learn something from his face or gaze.
Sam's heartbeat fluctuated again. He frowned and suddenly pressed his palm on Olivia's face to push her away.
"Speak properly. Don't get so close to me."
Before Olivia could react, her face had already been pushed away. The heat from his palm was directly transferred to her face. By the time she could register what had happened, Sam had already withdrawn his hand.
And she had been pushed far away.
Irritated, she said, "Then, couldn't you have just talked? Why do you have to push me?"
Sam did not answer her. Olivia scrutinized him and suddenly thought of the evasive look in his eyes before he pushed her away. She smirked as she spoke.
"Why did you suddenly push me away? Are you afraid of me being close to you?"
Hearing her words, Sam glanced at her coldly.
"Am I wrong? If you weren't afraid, why would you push me away in such a hurry?"
As if to prove her point, Olivia approached Sam slowly. Although she was pushed far away, the distance between them was still close. Therefore, once Olivia went forward, the distance between them reduced infinitely.
Looking at Olivia's smiling and cunning eyes, Sam's heart flipped, and he pursed his lips as he looked at her.
Olivia was indeed gorgeous; she was even beautiful without makeup. If she dressed up seriously, her beauty could even be on par with celebrities.
She was indeed alluring.
As he was deep in thought, Olivia was already before him. She blinked and suddenly blew at him.
Sam narrowed his eyes. "What are you doing?"
Olivia smiled brightly. "Nothing. Just wanted to see how you'd react. You seemed to be afraid of me getting close to you. Are you nervous and short of breath as soon as I get close to you?"
For some reason, under her urge, Sam was as she had described. The closer she got to him, the more nervous he became, and he even felt suffocated.
Olivia saw a brief confusion in his eyes.
She thought she had imagined it, but when she wanted to take a closer look, his gaze had returned to normal. Then, her chin was suddenly clasped.
"Olivia Jenkins, what are you doing?" Sam looked at her coldly. His ruthless voice stunned Olivia for a moment. Before she could react, he continued, "We live together now, but know your place. We're just a pretend couple. Don't be so close to me if there is no need to. Do you understand me?"
At that moment, Olivia felt something in her mind had snapped.
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