Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 1526

Olivia paused. "What do you mean?"

"Before I met you, I worked to save more money. Now, I work so you can spend it. What's the point of earning money if you are leaving?"

That wasn't the reply she was expecting from Sam. She was stunned for a long time, not sure of what to say.

A few moments later, she snorted coldly. "Don't think that I will forgive you just because you said these. Sam, what you are doing now by tormenting yourself is all useless to me. Just quit if you want to quit your job."

She turned over to sleep after she finished her sentence, ignoring Sam after that.

He lowered his head and stared at her back with a soft sigh, and was in silence too.

When the night fell, Olivia slept with the child in her arms, while Sam guarded beside her. Perhaps he was afraid that she would run away, so he stayed in the same room with her.

However, he wasn't allowed to sleep next to her on the bed, so he could only guard beside her.

When she woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, she saw him lying by the bed.

That had been the sleeping arrangement for the past few days. As a result, he couldn't sleep well. His eyes were murky and dull, his hair was a mess, and his face was full of stubble. Adding on to the scar that was already on his face, he looked even more ferocious and unkempt.

Olivia's hand unconsciously reached out towards the scar when she saw it.

She stopped right before she touched him and withdrew her hand.

Pa!

Sam grabbed her small wrist suddenly and opened his eyes to look at her.

Her heart skipped a beat as she was surprised by his sudden movement.

"Let me go!"

She attempted to pull her hand back. He propped himself up as he continued to grip her wrist.

"Do you really hate me that much?" He asked sadly, "Do you not even want to touch my face? Or, do you regret marrying me because I have scars on my face?"

What? How did the scars on his face get involved in their argument?

"What are you talking about? You already looked like this when we met. Why would I even be with you if I didn't like how you looked?"

"Then, why do you want to leave me?" He held her hand tightly and said in a low voice, "Even I couldn't stand looking at my own face, yet you accepted it, but now you want to leave me because of a small misunderstanding?"

"A small misunderstanding?" Olivia looked at him with amusement, "Do you think I am making a big deal out of nothing? Was it not a big deal that you left me alone? It's just a very small misunderstanding, so tiny it's not even worth mentioning, right?"

"That's not what I meant."

"Then what were you trying to say?" She asked sternly, "What exactly did you mean?"

Her eyes turned red and her nose twitched as she said, tears almost rolled out of her eyes. Just as she was about to break down crying, she turned her head away from him, not wanting to let him see her crying.

Despite her attempt to conceal her tears, Sam saw tears rolling down her cheeks onto the back of her hand.

His heart ached as though being stabbed by a knife as he look at her. He was upset at himself for causing so much pain to her.

He reached forward without a word and wrapped his arms around her shoulder. With his chin against her head, he whispered in a low voice,

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's all my fault. Don't cry. I didn't mean to say that."

"It's my fault. I'm really useless. I couldn't make you stay and always make you angry."

He apologized to Olivia continuously as tears streamed down her face.