Samantha’s face turned red. She was so embarrassed she wished she could find a hole to hide in. She scolded, “Don’t say that.” Then she turned to Leon and said, “Children speak without thinking; don’t take it to heart.”
The man didn’t respond, picking up a peanut and finishing the remaining wine. He stood up and said, “It’s getting late; I’ll head back.”
Samantha was momentarily at a loss for words. She only managed to squeeze out, “Take care.”
The man paused, his gaze turning towards her. Samantha stiffened, but she saw his gaze shift down to the little bundle beside her.
“Do you like candy?”
The little guy nodded.
“I’ll buy some for you next time.” He said before turning to leave.
Samantha and the little guy stood there for a moment, then Samantha came to her senses and took the little one’s hand, saying, “Let’s go brush our teeth, wash our faces, and get some sleep.”
**
When Thelma woke up, she found herself alone in bed, and she wasn’t wearing any clothes. Although she had drunk a bit too much last night, she remembered almost everything that had happened.
She and Sam Noah had soaked in the hot spring together, she had clung to him and confessed her feelings, and then they had exchanged some heart-stopping words. After that, he had held her, kissing her while taking off her clothes, and then… then came some things that were too embarrassing to mention.
Thelma heard the sound of the door opening and was startled, quickly curling up under the blanket. But then she saw Sam Noah come in with several bags and said to her, “Wake up and come eat breakfast.”
He placed the breakfast on the table, picked up a watch from the table and put it on. He was wearing a white shirt, and he looked incredibly good in it—handsome and dashing, a kind of stunning beauty that was hard to describe. Below, he wore black dress pants that fit him perfectly, making his legs look long and straight, and on his feet were leather shoes.
His attire was very mature and businesslike, exuding the charm of a successful elite.
This man had just been in bed with her last night.
A sweet sense of pride welled up within her. She recalled the scenes from yesterday, and Thelma felt her face heat up. She pulled the blanket up to cover her face and chuckled softly.
Unexpectedly, he heard her and turned to look at her, asking, “Are you feeling unwell?”
Her face turned even redder, “I’m fine.”
Thelma peeked out from under the blanket to look at the man. She really hadn’t expected that such a serious Mr. Sam would be so beastly in bed, and his skills were simply too good.
Thinking back to the scenes from yesterday made Thelma’s heart race.
Sam Noah felt uncomfortable under her gaze, but he still pretended to be calm, looking ahead and asking her, “Why are you staring at me?”
Thelma propped her chin on her hand and said, “I’m thinking about the different sides of Mr. Sam.”
“Hmm?” He raised an eyebrow, “What’s different?”
“I originally thought Mr. Sam was a gentleman, but I didn’t expect him to be a lecher.”
Sam Noah’s hand trembled slightly, almost causing him to fumble with the buttons of his shirt. He cleared his throat, his tone becoming cautious, “So seeing that I’m not such a gentleman after all, does that disappoint you?”
Thelma shook her head. Since they had already done it, she decided to be more straightforward and simply told him, “I’m not disappointed; I like how lecherous you are with me.”
Sam Noah: “…”
When Sam Noah looked over again, she had already rolled back into the blanket, covering her head with it.
I like how lecherous you are with me.
Such words actually came out of her mouth. It turned out she could be this naughty too, which really made him see her in a new light.
Sam Noah glanced at the time; it was getting late. He said to her, “You should get up and eat. If you’re not feeling well, you don’t have to go to the studio today. Just rest here. I’ll have someone come to pick you up later.”
