A Cue for Happiness

Chapter 95 You Are Dirty

She was in this very predicament because of what Yara did to her five years ago.

According to her understanding of Yara, she definitely had a great possibility of getting married into the Bowers family. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have had not a single scandal or dating rumor over the years. There was also the fact that Yara took the initiative to find her and urge her to leave Samuel to take into account.

Yara could do all of that because Samuel gave her the confidence to do so.

“Hates women”? Samuel just kissed me until my lips turned red and swollen. How could this guy possibly hate women?

“Why should I seek for someone else when I have you right here with me?” Samuel’s eyes flashed with excitement. “Since you already started teasing me, you should take responsibility.”

As he stared at the lovely lady in his arms, he finally understood why people always said that beautiful women were a man’s best weak spot.

Samuel was in love with Natalie, and he longed to stay by her side every day.

She hid too many secrets, and she adamantly refused to let anyone discover those secrets. However, the more elusive she acted, the more Samuel wanted to get close to her.

They were a hair’s breadth away from each other, and the tension in the air was stiflingly thick.

However, Natalie’s heart remained frighteningly calm.

even confessed to “Natalie”. And now, he’s

give him a chance

other is only considered a kiss if there is genuine love in the gesture. If not, it’s nothing

hearing that, Samuel’s expression

I’ve got a

if you have the guts

grew icy

not touch me. I feel disgusted.” Natalie’s lips quirked up into a smirk as she continued, “There are plenty of girls out there who are willing to get into bed with you. So can you

forcibly turned her face to him so he could

met, he could genuinely see the hatred in

She really hates me.

still stunned by her expression, Natalie shoved him away, leaping up from her seat

one who had made her

then both

the wall when she walked out of the private room, texting someone on

to see her, asking instinctively, “Y-You got

glare. I knew

get a response. Instead of getting angry, he shrugged it off and proceeded to push the door to the

wine glass so hard that the veins were popping out from