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.

 A clear slapping sound was heard,

he could easily stop Natalie’s hand or

heavy breathing and slightly plumped lips, Natalie said frustratingly, “Samuel, this

while speaking in a husky voice, “I never thought you could be this addictive. You’re far more attractive compared to any women I’ve

this sound

when she saw the passionate emotions in his eyes,

the hyper-realistic mask to conceal her identity, so she got used to people hating on her, showing their disgust just because of the mask she was

feel her heart trembling. She also felt a certain type of warmth, and that soothing feeling felt reassuring. It was the first time she ever

Natalie felt like Icarus, flying too

hesitant

didn’t know how to face Samuel, so she could only panic as she turned and

finally calm herself before walking back to the kindergarten

she passed by the teacher’s room, she saw Molly carrying a box in her hand as

was being pressured

red from crying too much, so seeing Natalie now only further increased her rage as she gritted her teeth. “Why! Why

that Samuel planted on her and started to mumble, “Yeah, why? Is he

full of yourself! Both Sophia and Franklin’s mother must

think too much. I never thought of anything like

“You-!”

I think the world is somewhat fair, so efforts will be given their due recompense. Ask yourself this. What have you done for