The Promise Of 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.

clear slapping sound was heard, which made

could easily stop Natalie’s hand or even avoid

lips, Natalie said frustratingly, “Samuel, this is the

myself.” Samuel slightly lifted his gaze as it deepened further while speaking in a husky voice, “I never thought you could be this addictive. You’re

does this sound like

saw the passionate emotions in his eyes, she realized that he was

her, showing their disgust just because

feel her heart trembling. She also felt a certain type of warmth, and that soothing feeling felt

this, but she was afraid to be indulgent. Natalie felt like Icarus, flying too close to the sun. She knew that her feelings would be the end

hesitant

could only panic as

to finally calm herself before walking back to the

a box in her

being pressured to leave her

further increased her rage as she gritted her teeth. “Why! Why did Samuel prioritize you

the kiss that Samuel planted on her and started

and continued, “Don’t be too full of yourself! Both Sophia and Franklin’s mother must have been top-notch beauties, so there’s

much. I never

“You-!”

Instead of lashing out at me, you should take a long, hard look at yourself. I think the world is somewhat fair,