Chapter 161 - Foolproof (1/2)

Olivia Sparks filledelisle 34920K 2022-07-19

Olivia was spent after her trip to the bathroom. She was laying down on the bed when Maxen got back inside with a big smile on his face, carrying a plate of celery sticks with peanut and pretzel butter dip.

”Niiiice!” Olivia beamed, clapping her hands. She could smell the celery a mile away and her stomach growled the closer Maxen got to their bedroom.

”Are you sure you're not pregnant or something? This snack is weird.”

Olivia blinked at Maxen, unsure of how to break the news to him. She didn't want to disappoint him especially with how he was working hard on the baby-making department. ”Well, I just had my period this morning, so nope.” She pouted, pulling a sad face.

In front of her, Maxen rolled his eyes at how childish she looked. ”That's great to hear. We don't want to shock the nation with a pregnancy announcement when they never saw us getting married first.”

”Maxeeen.” Olivia took a big bite of her celery stick, her eyes narrowed in on Maxen as she chewed her snack. ”Babies… will have to wait. My IUD is still in place, so…”

Maxen frowned. He knew that pesky thing was still in place. He could feel the string mock him every time he's inside her. ”I know. I'm just saying, nothing is ever foolproof.”

”Uggh,” Olivia grunted in discontent. For the last two months since they got hitched, only a few knew about them being married—Queen Isla, Auntie Martha, Eli, and Emily. ”Let's talk about going public once the king hears about it.”

She placed the snack plate back on the tray, straddling herself on Maxen's l.a.p. ”I don't want to ruin the privacy we currently have because for sure, once the king finds out about our elopement, he'll force us to go public and, I'm not ready for that yet. But I am almost ready, promise.”

”Do you know what you signed up for when you married me?” Maxen kneaded her waist, earning him Olivia's giggle with her head thrown back.

”Need I remind you it was my idea to elope that day? So yes, absolutely, I know what I signed up for. Your mom is hushed about the matter, Max. She knows this is our best chance to enjoy ourselves—our marriage.”

”Case closed.” Maxen nodded in agreement on Olivia's statement. He knew the weight of responsibilities that came with the crown and if it's up to him, he would shoulder the burden that would be forced on Olivia. However, that's not how things work in The Highlands.

The king was a stickler for traditions and suffocating rules, things that Olivia knew she had no way of escaping the moment she vowed her ”I Dos” to Maxen.

”Tell me about what you found out,” he demanded, switching the topic to the most pressing ones. He then fed his wife her weird snack.

Munching on it, Olivia pulled out the paper she hid under the pillow. It was a print out of a court order about a burglary in Olivia's old neighborhood. ”You won't believe where I found that.”

���Where?”

”Page ten of Goooooooooogle.” She wiggled her eyebrows.

”Wow, that's a first. I never went past the first page.”

”I googled your name too, but that's for a different discussion. Here, look.” She passed the printout to Maxen, giving him the gist of the article. ”It was weird because that's not the sentence of the actual burglary in my pad, but of a different crime, just so happened, my name was included because apparently they had to list his past offenses which include a restraining order from me that's in effect for 100 years.”

”Wow, at least your father did something right.”

”About that… Rona Co was the guardian, so nope.” Olivia made an 'X' sign using her two index fingers.

”That's weird. And she never mentioned it to you?”

”Not a thing.”

Maxen scratched the skin on top of his eyebrows, thinking of a logical way to solve Olivia's mysterious nightmares.

Should they do it the legal way? But the glint in her eyes told him that she didn't want to go by the books on this matter.

”Should we go and visit him in England?” he asked.

”That's the thing…” Olivia trailed off. ”When he was released years ago, he went back to his home country, and do you want to guess where he's been the entire time?”

Maxen bobbed his head.