Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 1408

What, he actually diverted the question back at her?

Olivia smiled, deliberately provoking him by saying, "Of course I want to go. Look at how well-made this invitation card is. I'm sure the wedding will be grand. It would be a shame if we passed up the opportunity to go to such a grand event."

Hearing that, Sam glanced at the card, as if to verify what she said. After a moment, he nodded.

"Alright, since you want to attend, we'll go."

Olivia could not resist squinting her eyes. She asked, "You're going?"

She had thought he wouldn't want to go as it was the wedding of the woman he loved after all. If he went, he'd only be torturing himself by watching her marry another man.

But to her surprise, he agreed to attend, and nonchalantly at that.

"You said you want to go," Sam threw it back at her.

"You'll accompany me because I want to go? What if I change my mind?" "Then we'll do something else."

Olivia fell silent. Sam threw the issue to her perfectly. It was up to her to decide whether they'd attend the wedding. Moreover, he even made it clear that he'd accompany her if she wanted to attend the wedding, and they'd make other plans if she didn't want to.

What a perfect answer.

However, his reply made her feel inexplicably upset. She put the invitation card aside and walked away.

That time, to prevent Sam from unlocking the door again, she told him directly, "I won't lock the door, but please don't come in. I want to be alone for a while."

Sam, left alone at the dining table with his bowl in hand, gave a strange look at her retreating figure.

What... was up with her?

The question Olivia asked was clearly one that would upset her regardless of what he answered. Hence, after he mulled over it for a while, he decided to leave the decision up to her.

Moreover, Sam would go along with it no matter what the decision was.

But why did she end up angry again?

Sam could not make heads or tails of what she was thinking, and he had also lost his appetite. Looking at the dining table cluttered with plates, Sam proceeded to clear the table.

"Tiana, I'm telling you, you really have to bear half the responsibility for this. If you didn't take the liberty to give him your address, he wouldn't have the chance to bring me to his place, and I definitely wouldn't have agreed to be his girlfriend. Does that make sense to you? Don't you think you have to shoulder the burden with me?"

Tiana was left stunned by her tirade. She retorted, not holding back.

"What the f*ck?! I just gave him my address; I didn't tell you to be his girlfriend. What does your desire to be his girlfriend have to do with me? Don't you dare put the blame on me!"

"Who then, if not you? You're the one who gave him your address, didn't you?"

"So what if it was me? It's not entirely my fault. If you really want to put it that way, then let me ask you this. If you don't have feelings for him, even if I gave him my address, would he succeed in bringing you home? What if it wasn't Sam but a fat, short, ugly, and poor man? Would you say yes to being his girlfriend?"

Olivia said begrudgingly, "Fine, you win!"