Chapter 213 Not An Idiot
Natalie grew up in a village since she was a girl, so she wasn’t that pampered. “I can sleep on the couch, Samuel.”
“Are you pitying me?” Samuel gripped her wrist tighter. “From now on, if you say another word, we’ll be sleeping on the bed together.”
She lowered her head and stopped arguing with him. If… If the both of us really do sleep on the same bed, I wonder how things between us would turn out. It’s hard for me to imagine. If it weren’t for Mr. Morin earlier, perhaps I would’ve become his woman.
The two of them promptly parted ways for the night.
Natalie went to the guest room that Ida had prepared while Samuel slept on the couch in the living room.
The building was quite far away from the city, so the entire place was very quiet. The only sounds around were the rustling of the trees and the chirping of the wildlife.
Even though it was a comfortable and soothing place, she couldn’t sleep at all.
Curling herself into a ball, images flashed in her mind.
In the past, when Natalie couldn’t sleep, it was because she thought about herself, her mother, and her granddad’s vengeance.
However, the only thing on her mind that night was Samuel.
She thought about his domineering presence, his strength, his affection, and his warmth. Of course, the most important thing of all was the way he always showed up when she needed him the most.
She wasn’t an idiot.
She knew she had feelings for him. She simply didn’t want to admit it.
Her hands tightened balls of fists as she forbade herself from diving in headfirst into love.
The next day, the smell of warm milk woke Natalie up.
After cleaning herself up in the bathroom, she saw Samuel and Ida sitting at the dining table. “Good morning.”
Ida smiled. “You’ve woken up, Ms. Natalie. Would you like some warm milk?”
“Sure.” Natalie nodded and approached the dining table.
She could sit next to Samuel, but she intentionally sat on the opposite side instead.
His line of sight was obviously focused on her face, but she pretended not to notice it.
After picking up the cup of milk and giving it a sip, she turned to Ida and said, “This is pretty good. I really like it, Ms. Heath.”
“If you like it, you should drink more. I added a little something special to it, so if you ever miss the taste, come find me. I’ll be happy to have visitors.”
“Okay.” Unlike the cake from yesterday, Natalie really enjoyed the milk.
She was holding the cup and sipping the milk like a kitten while avoiding Samuel’s gaze.
You’ll be stronger without desires, Natalie. Don’t fall for him. Those words repeated in her mind over and over again. I haven’t achieved true strength and executed my revenge. This desire will only get in my way.
“I’ll go and grab myself another cup, Ms. Heath.”
“Okay.”
Natalie then walked into the kitchen.
Even though Ida couldn’t see well, she could still feel the invisible barrier between Natalie and Samuel. “Mr. Samuel, did you say something to hurt her?”
“It wasn’t me.” Samuel took a sip and answered with a profound look, “Someone hurt her too deeply. It’s hard for her to believe anyone who tries to get close to her.”
“Ms. Natalie is-”
“I know. She’s a good girl. I’m willing to wait for her.”
“Good, good. I’m glad you’re determined, Mr. Samuel. I hope you two will get together…”
He smiled. “We will.”
When Natalie returned from the kitchen, she saw Ida and Samuel smiling brightly. What did the two of them talk about that made them look so happy?
She continued to drink her milk, oblivious to what had happened.
Her cup was only half empty when a set of footsteps was heard rushing toward the building.
Moments later, a girl in white sportswear appeared. Her face was still flushed from the sprinting as she asked, “Where’s Samuel, Granny? He’s still here, right?”
