Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 1415

Why did she lock the door again?

Tsk, how dare he ask. Olivia rolled her eyes and did not answer his question.

Then she could feel him moving closer to her. "Are you still mad at me?" His voice was as light as a feather, making her uneasy.

Mad? At him?

Olivia still didn't speak. Sam inched even closer and said, "I know you haven't slept yet. I didn't mean to do it. I promise you it won't happen again."

Hearing that, Olivia widened her eyes. He thought she was upset because he had kissed her?!

Ah, that b*stard. That unromantic b*stard!

She must've hit her head hard to have agreed to be his girlfriend!

Olivia continued to roll her eyes. This time, she really thought it was better to sleep than to care about what he had to say. She was afraid she would have a heart attack if she continued listening to his words.

Despite his efforts to talk to her, Sam found that Olivia was still unwilling to talk to him. Thinking of what he had just done, he thought he had indeed crossed the line. He wanted to apologize but didn't know what to say. In the end, after contemplating, he asked.

"Do you still want your daily goodnight kiss?"

What?!

After a moment of silence, Olivia finally turned over and looked at Sam. Although the room was dark, it was enough for them to see each other clearly.

"Are you an idiot?" Olivia asked him angrily.

Sam thought she was angry again, so he could only look away awkwardly. "Let's sleep then."

Olivia was gobsmacked.

"I, Olivia, declare you officially dead, you b*stard!" she thought.

Olivia sneered and said sarcastically, "Who cares about that? You'd better not kiss me ever again."

Sam didn't know if it was his imagination, but he kept sensing Olivia's words contained a hint of bitterness. He had always thought he understood women, at least, compared to Maddox. But facing Olivia, who was as sly as a fox, he was perplexed.

What on earth was she thinking?

"So you want your goodnight kiss?"

With that question, Sam could tell Olivia's gaze at him was even sharper. It was as if she wanted to kill him. In for a penny, in for a pound, Sam didn't bother talking anymore but directly planted a kiss on her forehead, then pulled her into his arms and said, "Sleep."

He didn't even give Olivia the chance to react.

Lying in his chest, Olivia was baffled. Had she said anything?

How was it that this b*stard of a man suddenly catching on? She had said to never touch her again. Why had he suddenly leaned in and kissed her?

However, Olivia's mood improved. At least, he wasn't a complete blockhead but salvageable.

After she calmed down, Olivia soon fell into a deep slumber.