A Cue For Happiness

Natalie looked up tearfully. Click! Samuel appeared before her eyes as the corridor lit up. He had defined cheekbones, a chiseled jaw, deep-set eyes, and exuded elegance in a chic black dress shirt. Natalie quickly picked herself up from the ground as she wasn’t used to exposing her weakness to others. “You!” Natalie wanted to hide her weakness but figured he had probably seen her crying in the dark. She felt as if she had been stripped bare in front of him. “Samuel, what are you doing in my house? And why didn’t you turn the lights on? Is it fun to watch me cry in the dark like that?” Natalie didn’t know why she poured her heart out to Samuel just like that. Even though life wasn’t easy in the last five years, she had never made herself vulnerable to anyone before. Her mind was in a mess at the moment as she laid her feelings bare for him. “Samuel, I hate you so much! I don’t want to see anyone at the moment. Why do you have to be here?” F*ck it! I don’t give a d*mn anymore. Natalie vented out her anger and frustration at him. He’s probably going to want to eat me up alive for being so rude to him. Just as she thought Samuel was about to slam the door and leave, he suddenly pulled her in for a warm hug. “Yes, it’s horrible of me to see you in such a state, but I don’t think it’s fun at all. My heart is aching for you. You can tell me if you’re sad and angry, or you can hit me, bite me, or even vent your anger out at me if you don’t want to talk. Just don’t hide yourself up in a corner and cry…” Samuel muttered. Natalie’s heart skipped a beat. But this has nothing to do with him. Is he not aware of it? Why is he still trying to comfort me when I’m doing this to him? “Samuel, can you differentiate right from wrong?” Natalie scowled. “Differentiating right from wrong?” He squeezed her tight and took a deep whiff of her herbal scent. “You may be wrong in the eyes of the world, but you will always be right in mine. I don’t care what others think of me, I only care about how you think of me.” Natalie went beet red upon his words. She couldn’t handle his sweet confession. “Samuel, how many romance novels did you read to come up with that?” “Nat, I’m speaking from the bottom of my heart.” Samuel hugged her tight and stroked her hair. He said in a firm tone, “I know you have your goals. You yearn to become stronger, and I won’t stop you from doing so. In fact, I will be supporting you from behind. You can come to me whenever you’re hurt or tired. I will be a shoulder for you to lean on. I will have your back no matter what happens.” Natalie’s eyes glistened with tears at that. She had never felt so pampered in her life. The warmth she felt caused her defenses to crumble. “Samuel, I want to have my revenge…” Natalie cried her heart out in Samuel’s arms as if she was a wounded beast. “They took away things that mattered to me most in my life… I have to get my revenge!” For me, my mother, and my granddad. It had been five years since she bottled up her anger and resentment. This was the first time Samuel ever heard Natalie talk about her past hurts. Even though he knew her heart was in tatters, his heart still ached for her when he heard her say it out loud.Chapter 223 You Are The Truth In My Eyes “Who is it?”

out at me if you don’t want to talk. Just don’t hide yourself up in a corner and cry…” Samuel muttered. Natalie’s heart skipped a beat. But this has nothing to do with him. Is he not aware of it? Why is he still trying to comfort me when I’m doing this to him? “Samuel, can you differentiate right from wrong?” Natalie scowled. “Differentiating right from wrong?” He squeezed her tight and took a deep whiff of her herbal scent. “You may be wrong in the eyes of the world, but you will always be right in mine. I don’t care what others think of me, I only care about how you think of me.” Natalie went beet red upon his words. She couldn’t handle his sweet confession. “Samuel, how many