Chapter 180 - The Childs Name (1/2)
”But I'm the one who asked you to marry me,” Olivia rebutted. She squished Maxen's hollow cheeks and frowned that what she got from him were all skin and no meat.
She thought maybe she should start cooking for them so Maxen would eat more? Or maybe… they should move out and find their own home? However, just as she was to think of endless things to fatten up her husband, Maxen snapped her out from her trance bumping his knee with hers.
”Yes, you did,” he agreed and nodded his head. It was indeed her idea. Looking back, all those hundred proposals he gave her finally paid off when the lady herself popped the question on a random day.
He kneaded a side of her waist. ”Okay, let's try this map again.” He took the map from Olivia and raised it to his eye level. ”I see…” His eyes darted to his wife. ”This is hard when you're gawking at me.”
”No, I am not. I am waiting for your answer.” Olivia's brows knitted. She had a feeling Maxen was buying his time for unknown reasons. ”You're taking too long. The suspense is killing me. Let me explain it if you don't want to.”
”Sure, here you go.” Maxen didn't protest. He gave the paper back to Olivia, grinning at her like a fool because he truly was but he wouldn't admit it. ”By the way, those looked like a star map,” he said at random. Earlier he noticed Ursa minor standing out among the rest.
”No waaaay.” Olivia's mouth hung open, Maxen had to push her lower jaw up to close it. Swatting Maxen's hand off her, she mused, ”It is a star map. See? The rest are just constellations, but the one in Sir James contained a coordinate, a time, and a date. Meaning…”
”Those other coordinates are stars that were present during that night.”
”Exactly. Wow. She's smart. This is… I'm impressed,” Olivia sang praises to Xandra's name. ”What's with Wyatt? Why do awesome girls fall for him?”
Maxen huffed. ”You know… He is a great guy except in the lady department.”
”Must be his ego. You see, he has Ollie the heir and you the prince as his best friends. He had to be someone somehow.”
”Ok. Can we change the topic? I don't really like talking about other people,” Maxen spoke, folding the paper into a paper plane. ”Are you sure the kid's in the monastery?” He glanced at her side where Olivia's attention was glued.
”Yes, Max.”
”Can you call me baby just once when you're not angry?”
Olivia's head slowly tilted to the side. She raised a brow on Maxen's direction as if questioning him what the heck was that request for. ”It's weird calling a thirty-two-year-old man 'baby', so nope. You will always be my Max.”
Maxen gave up. It's useless to argue with Olivia. She would call him baby eventually when she needed something and he would a hundred percent not give in to her bewitching.
”Okay, whatever. I'll give Wyatt a call and we'll head out to the monastery first thing in the morning.”
”Can I go with you?” Olivia batted her eyelashes, smiling sweetly at her husband.
Rubbing the skin above his eyebrows, he thought for a second if bringing Olivia along wouldn't be awkward for Wyatt. However, he shouldn't ignore the fact that it was she who figured out the puzzle that they were solving for years.
”Baby, please?” Olivia pouted for maximum effect even when she needed none. Just by calling him 'baby' was enough for Maxen to give in to her request.
”I didn't hear you,” Maxen said, coughing to hide the laugh that was lodged in his throat.
”Baby can I cooome with you, please?”
”Olivia.” Maxen kneaded her waist, pulling her closer to him, their c.h.e.s.t slammed on impact. ”Want to cooome with me, huh?”
Biting her lower lip, Olivia knew she was in trouble. Although Aila Zhang told them to refrain from any s.e.x.u.a.l activities, Maxen had his ways other than entering her. She knew what came out of his mouth was not a question but a threat and a promise packaged in one.
Not one to back down, Olivia slowly unbuttoned Maxen's dress shirt. ”Yes, baby. I want to cooome with you.”
”Okay, that's enough.” Maxen's hand stopped Olivia from completely unbuttoning his shirt because if she successfully did, he's afraid that all the restraint he caged in for a week would be unleashed and wreak havoc on his wife's healing body.
He buttoned his shirt back, tucking in the hem inside his pants.
”Where are you going? You didn't give me an answer yet,” Olivia panicked when Maxen left without a word.