Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly) novel Chapter 1493

At night, Sam's parents, Emma and Marcus, came over to have a family meal. Emma came in the evening. She proactively took on the responsibility of cooking and even brought a lot of ingredients over.

When no one else was around, Olivia could be difficult with Sam all she liked.

After all, it was just the two of them, so it didn't matter what she did. However, when their elders were around, she had to watch herself.

Before Emma came, Olivia was still lying in bed with no intention of getting up. When she heard Sam say that they were coming, she flung aside all other thoughts and immediately lifted the quilt, trotting into the bathroom barefoot. After washing up, she quickly got dressed and applied some natural makeup so that she appeared decent.

While she was doing her makeup, Sam was staring at her from the side.

"Do you need to put on makeup when meeting my parents?"

After she carefully drew her eyeliner as she faced the mirror, she shot a glance at him. "Of course. I'm newly wedded to you and have just been incorporated into your family. There are certain things which I have to do well. You dunce, you won't understand."

It was not to curry favor with him. Simply put, she wanted to do things like that. After all, his parents treated her really well. It wasn't a hassle for her to put some effort into her appearance when meeting them.

After she was done with the makeup, she began to pick out something to wear. Finally, she chose a dress that Emma had bought for her.

After that, she ran to the kitchen to help Emma.

"Mom," she greeted.

When Emma saw Olivia, especially when she called her 'Mom', she was beyond happy. She smiled so widely that her eyes narrowed into crescents. She couldn't hide her happiness.

"Ollie? I heard from Sam that you were still sleeping. Why did you get up so fast? If you're tired, you can sleep some more. After I'm done cooking, you can get up then to have dinner with us."

At that, Olivia's lips twitched subconsciously. That idiotic Sam really went ahead and told his mom that she was still sleeping. What a man and his wife did should remain private. It was basic knowledge.

If it was talked about in the open, it would embarrass anyone and make them feel awkward.

She was currently experiencing that, so she could only change the topic.

"Mom, what are you preparing for dinner tonight? I'll help you."

After she offered to help, Olivia rolled her sleeves up, but Emma stopped her right away. "No, you don't have to, really. I'll handle the kitchen today, so you should go rest for a while more. After I'm done preparing, I'll get Sam to wake you."

"Mom, how could I? I'm your daughter-in-law, not a princess whom he wedded or something. We should work together on the chores."

"Who said that?" Emma's face immediately stiffened. "Did that brat force you to come here and help me? Am I right? I will teach him a lesson. What's he doing if he doesn't love you after marrying you?"

At first, Olivia thought she was joking. However, Emma rolled up her sleeves and stormed out of the kitchen. She was ready to go argue with her own son. Only then did Olivia realize that she was dead serious.

"Mom, Mom!" Olivia could only stretch a hand out to stop her. "It has nothing to do with Sam. It was me who wanted to help you. He didn't ask me to

come here."

Upon hearing that, Emma narrowed her eyes and stared at her. "Is that true?"

Although Emma said that she wasn't pressuring Ollie, deep in her heart, she wanted to quickly hold her grandchild. However, that would remain in her thoughts. She didn't say anymore after that one question.

"Come on, let's dig in. Have some more."

The three bowls of oatmeal that Olivia ate at noon had already been digested. She had planned to eat a little more at dinner. Who knew that Emma would feed her all kinds of food? At last, Olivia had had her fill. In fact, she was way too full.

Nonetheless, Emma was worried that she hadn't had enough yet, so she kept taking more and more food for her. Olivia's last resort was to stare pleadingly at Sam to help.

"Mom." He received the message from her gaze. He reached out and took Olivia's plate, setting it down in front of him. "Ollie's too full. Her stomach

will hurt if she eats too much."

Emma understood and gave her a self-conscious smile. "Ollie, you can't eat anymore? Why didn't you just tell me?"

"Mom..."

"It's fine. Why are you being so reserved? Are you putting distance between us? Didn't I say that you could treat me like your real mother? If you have anything to say, just say it. I'll spoil you!"

"Okay, I'll keep that in mind. Next time, I'll directly tell you myself."

The family of four happily finished their dinner.