Rebirth to Be with My Disabled Husband (or The Ninth Bride)

Chapter 262 The Fear of Losing You

"I don't need you to drive me anymore. A person who inflates the price is not worth my time," Samantha declared with finality.

She seized her bag, exited the car, and tossed two hundred dollars at the driver before setting off up the mountain alone. The driver watched her departure with disdain, spat out his cigarette, and drove off, cursing under his breath.

"If something happens, don't blame me for not helping," he muttered as he sped away.

Samantha, gripping her phone, turned on the flashlight and began her solitary ascent.

Fortunately, the area was populated by affluent and esteemed residents, so the likelihood of encountering unsavory characters was slim. Even if she did cross paths with troublemakers, she felt no fear.

Troublemakers would certainly scurry away at the mere sight of her.

Who would be foolish enough to challenge her?

As Samantha hummed a light tune and made her way up, a sleek sports car suddenly appeared in her path. She shone her phone's light toward the vehicle and saw Finley seated inside. Without a second thought, she flung herself against his car. "Finley, did you come here just to pick me up?" she asked, her voice full of relief.

memories-painful scenes he had long tried to forget. He raised his hand

she whispered, her voice trembling with

Why do you look so

response, she panicked. "Finley,

off the flashlight!"

in her arms. "I'm so sorry, Finley. I didn't realize

soothing voice, he pulled her closer, holding her tightly. "Where have you been? Why are

inform

call me? Or at

pang of

phone, it didn't come with a SIM card. After selling my items, I planned to get a

scent of Samantha and spoke in a tender tone, "As long as you're safe and home,

"This is my home. No matter how late

was afraid you