"If not, then what? Do you not want to keep it?" Olivia's expression was serene.
"Of course not." Sam swiftly put the marriage certificate away. For him, everything that had happened just then was too good and it felt surreal.
"Do you mean... that?" He asked in uncertainty, but he didn't dare ask Olivia if she did not want a divorce. He was afraid to even mention the word in front of her.
Olivia found his vigilance slightly amusing.
"It's been half a year, and you're still the same. Can't you see what I've done in the past half year?"
Olivia took a deep breath before she continued in a soft voice, "Do you really think I have the time to fool around with you for so long? A woman's youth is precious, so why would I stay with you if I didn't have any feelings for you?"
Sam had never heard those words for half a year.
Hence, Sam was ecstatic. He had always known that Ollie stayed not because she wanted to screw him over. After all, not everyone could afford to waste half a year. Who would be able to stand to spend that much time with someone if they were not pleased with their other half?
"Keep the marriage certificates. If you show them to me again, I might change my mind."
Olivia's tone turned rather fierce as she said that, and she seemed rather serious.
With that, Sam hurriedly kept the certificate away and stepped forward to hug Olivia around her waist. He seemed rather overwhelmed with emotions, "Thank you."
His voice was very deep, just like the hum of an old car, "Thank you for giving me the chance to stay by your side. Marrying you is my greatest honor in my life. Don't worry. I'll treat you well for the rest of your life."
Olivia did not expect him to say such touching words at such a moment. Fortunately, Emma was intuitive to bring Virgil downstairs. If not, Olivia would feel very awkward with them around her.
"Enough. Aren't you tired of it?" Olivia pushed Sam away and said, "I am eating. Can't you find a better time to talk about this, maybe when mom and Virgil aren't here? You must be insane to do this now."
"Haha, you can say whatever you want about me, as long as you don't leave me."
Sam seemed to have been bewitched, and he went up to Olivia again after being pushed away, like an annoying pest.
Olivia was rather confused. It was the first time she'd seen Sam behaving in such a manner.
"How did I not know that you're so thick-skinned?"
"If I wasn't, what would I do if you ran away? How would I find a new mom for Virgil, and how would I find someone else that I love so much?"
"What?" Olivia raised her voice at Sam, "When you tell me that you love me, can't you say it a bit louder? It's not like it's something to be ashamed of. I knew it, you're just too much! You won't even tell me that you love me. Fine, it's not like I want to hear it anyway. Since it's over, I want to keep eating..."
"I love you."
Olivia was astonished, and she stiffened on the stop as she thought she'd heard him wrong.
The surroundings quieted down, and there seemed to be only the sound of them breathing. It took Olivia a long time to turn around to look at Sam, and she spoke with difficulty.
"What... did you just say?"
Sam took her into his arms, pressing Olivia's ear to his chest. She could clearly hear his thumping heartbeat striking a chord within her soul.
Olivia felt herself trembling, and the words echoed in her ears. Her eyes welled up with tears, and her breathing became erratic.
She felt that she had waited to hear those words for a long, long time.
She'd finally heard them when she was about to lose hope.
"Didn't you hear me clearly? If not, I'll say it again," Sam then slowly whispered in her ear, "I love you."
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