Chapter 311 I Want Something
“Samuel-”
Thinking she would see Samuel’s handsome face the minute she reached the door, but as the man in a crisp white shirt turned around, she realized it was Steven instead.
“Oh, it’s you, Steven.”
Yara plastered a fake smile on her face, but it didn’t mask the disappointment in her eyes.
Samuel had never given her his number. So the only way she could meet him was through the twins.
Samuel would usually ignore her.
But at least he would look and talk to her if the topic was about the twins.
But now…
“Good evening, Ms. Nichols.” Steven smiled at Yara. “I’m afraid it’s me instead of my brother. Sam has work to finish tonight. Knowing the twins are at Grandpa’s, he asked for my help to send them home.”
Yara nodded listlessly.
“Are the twins asleep?”
“They are.”
“Good. I’ll carry them into the car.”
Yara simply muttered a nonchalant acknowledgment. Her disinterest in the twins was blatant.
After placing the twins safely in the car, Steven wrapped them with a blanket. Once he was sure they were all wrapped up nicely, he lightly shut the door.
He spun on his heels to see Yara standing behind him with a sullen look.
Assuming she was heavyhearted because of the twins, he comforted, “Don’t worry. Even though the twins are cheeky, everyone at the Bowers residence pampers them. If anyone bullies them, as their uncle, I’ll be the first-”
Yara rudely interrupted him before he could finish. She voiced her opinion impatiently, “Steven, can I ask you for something?”
“Huh?” Steven gave her a puzzled look. “Um, what do you want?”
“Can you give me your brother’s number?” Yara bit her lip and pleaded with him with hopeful eyes. “I know you might be troubled by my request, but it has been a while since I talked to him.”
Steven narrowed his eyes at her request. The light in his eyes slowly dimmed and kept his face expressionless.
Silence dragged on between them.
Yara was eager to have Samuel’s number, so she begged persistently.
“Steven, I’m the mother to his babies. He had never acknowledged me as his wife for all these years. All I’m asking for is his number.”
“It’s best if you ask for his number from him.” Steven pressed his lips into a line. “If you can’t get it from him, you won’t get it from me.”
Steven may seem unruly and a playboy on the outside, but he was hard to approach.
Noticing his distance and cautiousness, Yara realized she was too hasty. She urgently explained, “Steven, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to trouble you but I don’t know why I’m behaving like this. Maybe I love him too deeply?”
Steven stared at the beautiful woman in front of him. Not even a tiny bit of sympathy stirred at her pitiful expression.
“It’s late. I still have to send the twins back.”
Steven got in the car and stepped on the gas, leaving a trail of dust behind.
Yara couldn’t help the tears streaming down her face as she stared at the two red streaks of taillights zooming off into the dark.
Five years.
It has been five years.
Why have I felt that victory was within my grasp? But my distance with Samuel now is growing wider?”
All of these are Natalie’s fault.
I will make sure that Natalie dies a painful death. How dare she try to steal Samuel away from me?
Arriving at the entrance of the Bowers residence, Steven saw Natalie getting off her bike, having just gotten home from work.
As she took off her helmet, the night breeze blew her bunched-up hair, fanning it out like she was in an advertisement. She looked absolutely dashing.
