Chapter 179 - Quick To Adapt

It has been a week since Olivia's hospitalization and she was at her wit's end from being cooped up in Notios Estate.

The same thing happened to Maxen as well. All week, Olivia would be done with her work first thing in the morning. She would sign and send the doc.u.ments back to her office by noontime, rendering the rest of her day for nothing but dilly-dallying around the Notios Estate.

Most days, she would find something to keep herself busy, for example, visiting her mini-safari in their backyard. It was actually a last-minute idea to bring back the life her mini-safari once had.

Knowing his wife's love of animals, Maxen thought it would be a nice diversion for Olivia to take care of her 'little ones', as she called them. That was why they went back to the animal shelter to borrow the injured animals.

The director happily lent them the animals, noting that the last time they did, the animals came back healthier than he expected.

Since Olivia was quick to adapt to her new schedule, by late afternoon, she was left with nothing to do, and that posed a big problem to Maxen because each day, Olivia would pick a room that she loved to redecorate.

At first, it was a nice way for her to relax, however, because his baby was an overachiever, what used to be one room a day renovation, turned into five rooms a day obsession.

By the rate she was going, she would be done redecorating the thirty rooms at Notios Mansion in less than a month, which was a good feat but that would render Maxen to find another activity for his wife.

Scratching the skin above his eyebrows, a helpless smile curved his lips as he watched Olivia's back. She was in his private study with Yana who was pushing a table to the direction Olivia pointed.

"So this is where my beautiful wife is." Maxen stood behind Olivia and coiled his arms around her waist. The movement surprised her so much she jerked on her spot.

"Heeey, you're home early." Olivia tilted her face to look at Maxen. The two pecked each other on the lips, stopping when the noise from the moving table ceased, informing them that Yana reached the destination she was told to push the table.

"That's all for today, Yana." Olivia smiled at the little lass who then quietly left the room.

"Are you sure you don't want to switch professions? Looks like you have a talent with...interior design?" Maxen dragged the last words, unsure if he got the right word.

Olivia scoffed at what she heard could be a question mark punctuating Maxen's statement.

She knew how her husband worshipped her because just by looking at her unfinished work, she was far from having a talent in interior designing, what with all the furniture cramped, and lined up into the corners of the room.

She wondered if every room she reorganized looked the same. If yes, then she probably needed to call a professional to rearrange it back for her.

"Hmm. How about I take some classes first so it would hone my talent more?" she suggested, she didn't want to burst his bubble especially when he's just being a cutie pie.

"Nope. My wife is the best." Maxen squeezed her in his arms, lifting her off the ground. Olivia squealed, filling the room with her tickling laugh.

"Put me dooown!" she protested when Maxen spun around. "Maxen! We might trip. Oh my gosh. Stop it!"

Maxen didn't stop. He spun faster, doubling the intensity of Olivia's laugh. "Ok, we're good." Maxen gingerly laid Olivia down on the couch when he got dizzy with his own doing.

He slumped on the empty space beside Olivia, stretching his legs in a 'V'.

"This is from Emily. It's the list of the clues we found in Xandra's portraits," he passed a folder paper tucked between his two fingers. "We tried to search it one by one but the coordinates didn't make sense."

Olivia eyed it. She really wanted to take a look at it but she was hesitant to do so. She knew how obsessive she could get sometimes with puzzles and problem-solving, that she was wary of herself getting too attached to it and ending up with nothing but a dead-end on Xandra and Wyatt's child. "How about the one in Sir James? I saw those coordinates and it should be somewhere here in Nisia."

"It is. It's a monastery but there's no child in that place… because it's a monastery."

"Are you sure there's not one child inside? Did you make a search?"

"We did. Okay. You know what? It's okay if you don't want to take a look at it. I was just sharing it with you." Maxen took his hand back and was about to tuck the paper in his inside pocket when Olivia snatched it away from him.

"If I go crazy searching for this kid, I will adopt this child once we find the location," she joked. Little did she know how powerful a man's words could be.

She pried the folded paper open, looking at the coordinates at hand.

Imagining a globe in her head, she tried to pinpoint where the coordinates lie but, as Maxen said, everything didn't make sense.

If she plotted the coordinates on a plane, the locations would be scattered across the globe.

Could it be? Did she get it right?

Her toes tapped on the carpeted floor in excitement. It's been a while since she felt a rush of adrenaline in her body.

"Can you grab a pen and paper for me, please?" She grinned at Maxen, her eyes twinkled with a spark of hope and exhilaration.

Maxen quickly got up on his feet and went over the desk, grabbing a pen on the holder and a random paper that was sitting on top of the desk.

When he turned around to walk back where Olivia sat, he saw her tinkering on her phone and quickly placing it back on the table.

"Soooo," Olivia trailed off, receiving the pen and paper from Maxen. "Thank you so much. Come, sit here beside me." She patted the cushion twice, scooting a bit for Maxen.

"I don't want to sound jealous or anything but you looked way too excited today than when we got married." Maxen scratched the skin above his eyebrow, a helpless sigh escaped his lips.

To his shock, Olivia pounced on him, trapping him in her arms. His back landed on the sofa with Olivia laying on top of him. He tutted, "Is this how bored you are, baby? What's going on?"

"I'm just happy." She pecked his lips and pulled away from him. Helping him to sit back in position, Olivia uttered, "And you'll be the happiest too once you hear what I just found out because you can finally let go of that guilt in your heart."

Second, he couldn't understand a thing that was scribbled on it but what bothered him the most was how his pants tightened as he ogled his wife.

This side of Olivia was honestly a big turn on for him. He loved watching her focus on something he didn't have an idea about.

Honestly, he secretly loved it whenever she ignored him. It gave him more reason to pester her and vie for her attention.

"Ok, I'm… wait a minute. Just one more. Yes, this is it." Olivia presented to him her masterpiece.

"Hmmm." Maxen propped his elbows on top of his folded knees. His eyes squinted as he did his best to understand what's on the paper as his ego told him not to look dumb in front of his genius wife. "I see you drew a globe. Am I correct?"

Olivia nodded. "What else? See. I knew you were smart, you can even understand it on your own," Olivia cheered.

Scratching the skin above his eyebrows, uncertainty lace Maxen's voice as he said, "Thanks, baby. You didn't make a mistake marrying me, right?"