Chapter 65 You Can Trust Me

“Samuel, I hate it when others try to test me,” said Natalie as she became increasingly cautious and alert. “Stop wasting your energy on me. Why don’t you spend it on Yara instead?”

To Natalie, anyone who helped Yara was her enemy, including Samuel.

Natalie tried to pull herself away from Samuel’s embrace and away from the shameful position they were in.

She was so close to him, with only a layer of clothing in between them. It was difficult for her to ignore the feeling of Samuel’s hot temperature on her skin.

Samuel whispered when Natalie moved, “Don’t move.”

His tone made Natalie feel like she had just touched somewhere she should not have, and she stopped moving right away. She was not afraid of Samuel. Instead, she was just not used to being so intimate with someone else.

“Who told you I’m on Yara’s side?”

“Do you think I’m a fool?” Natalie pursed her lips and continued, “She marched into the Bowers residence in such an imposing manner and you’re telling me that you’re not on her side?”

“Didn’t you march into the Bowers residence in the same imposing manner?”

“I…”

“If you don’t like her, then I’ll not allow her to set foot in the Bowers residence anymore in the future,” Samuel promised.

There was incomprehensible emotion in his deep eyes, but the way he was looking at Natalie made her feel his seriousness when he made that promise.

As she looked into his eyes, she could no longer bring herself to question him.

“Natalie, you can doubt the entire world if you want. I just wish you would try to trust me,” said Samuel.

result, she was deeply hurt by the people closest to her. She was abused, exploited, and even

such a simple word, but it was the most difficult thing

“Samuel.”

“Yeah?”

don’t

Her

 but Samuel was still able to see

that she was in pain and that her heart was bleeding

go of Natalie and

have her by my side, but I did not consider how much she suffered in the past. I

clenched her fists as

but her heart throbbed when

at the Watsons residence to help treat

large bedroom, she realized that only Max

was still in bed, but his condition seemed to have improved compared to

“Old Mr. Watsons.”

to ask. Since Shawn is only a few years older than you, you don’t have to address me as ‘Old Mr. Watsons’ or ‘Sir.’ Why don’t you just call me ‘Grandpa’ like how Shawn

 Natalie nodded as she had no

“Grandpa.”

delightfully. “Yes,

greeted Shawn with a light

kept his gaze locked on Natalie, his eyes glimmering behind

focused on the treatment and paid no

the other hand, watched

but when it came to her appearance, he was worried that

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