A Cue For Happiness

Chapter 75 Could Not Help It

Samuel could smell a waft of medicine when he got close to her.

He had seen his fair share of women, but none like her. It was as if he was addicted to her.

Even with a face like hers, he still thought that she was beautiful, and the fonder he grew of her.

“What a load of crap.” Natalie huffed and started degrading herself out of frustration. “You really think I’m pretty? Look at me.”

“You’re pretty.”

Natalie just put her hands on his chest and started to push him away. “Yeah, right…”

However, in the next second, Samuel quickly and forcefully planted a kiss on her lips.

Natalie was dumbstruck and tried to retreat, but her back was then planted against the cold wall.

She had nowhere to retreat now.

Their lips collided, and the atmosphere was starting to get pretty steamy. Natalie was trying her best to breathe through all this.

After a while, Samuel finally removed his lips from her, but what awaited him was a slap on the face as Natalie swung her hand.

A clear slapping sound was heard, which made Natalie

easily stop Natalie’s hand or even avoid it if he wanted to, but

said frustratingly, “Samuel, this is

just can’t control myself.” Samuel slightly lifted his gaze as it deepened further while speaking in a husky voice, “I never thought you could be this

does this sound like

saw the passionate emotions in his

to people hating on her, showing their disgust just because of the

warmth, and that soothing

felt like Icarus, flying too close to the sun. She knew that her feelings would be the end of

hesitant as she

could only panic as she turned and

before walking

Molly carrying a box in her hand as she walked

was being pressured to leave her post

only further increased her rage as she gritted her teeth. “Why! Why

that, Natalie suddenly thought of the kiss that Samuel planted on her and started to mumble, “Yeah, why?

Both Sophia and Franklin’s mother must have been top-notch beauties, so there’s no way you’ll get a chance with

much. I never thought

“You-!”

at yourself. I think the world is somewhat fair, so efforts