Her Tears Are His Weakness

Her Tears Are His Weakness 98

Chapter 98

The door closed, and Samantha curled up in the comer. She hopped her knees to her chest and buried her face between them, finally letting her emotions pour nut.

She had spent all this time trying her best to please Leonardo. She never let it get to her even when he ignored her-and only kept thinking of ways to make up for it.

However, what had just happened left her feeling wronged and deeply humiliated. She felt disrespected-like she really was nothing more than a toy for others to play with, hist as Leonarda had once said.

The door suddenly swung open. Samantha instinctively recoiled, but the headboard was already behind her. She looked like a startled town, her eyes red- rimmed, tear tracks still streaking her cheeks

Leonardo's lips parted slightly as he spoke. "Something to change late."

Then, be tossed a set of clothes onto the bed and closed the door again.

Samantha glanced down at what he had left on the edge of the bed but didn't reach for them. She wasn't sure if Leonardo would return, and the unease lingering within her refused to fade.

I saw that the messages were from Layla,

her pocket, and it was only then that Samantha noticed.

to today? it's so late already Why aren't

ai e you coming

Teade you?

"Missed voice call."

"Missed voice call."

had been about to leave the hospital and head home. She hadn't expected to run into Leonardo, let alone end up at his place. Noticing Layla's concem, Samantha felt a wave of guilt. Even with tears still streaking her face, she simply wiped them away and quickly replied to Layla. She wrote, "I'm sorry, Layla. I just got a chance to check my phone.

back quickly, "Oh,

hesitated for a long time

anything could be explained away with "a friend", Layla didn't press for details and instead gave a serious

put her feelings into words. However, she

safe or not getting pregnant.. Curled up in the comer, Samantha kept wondering if Leonardo would corne

guest room, Leonardo changed into loungewear and stepped out, heading for his

passed by the master bedroom, his steps faltered. He hesitated, debating whether to go lit and check on her. Yet, when he recalled Samantha's stubborn, defiant

trying to force himself on