The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 835

It was a domineering and deep kiss.

Yet at the same time, it conveyed how much he missed her.

Samuel's firm kiss caused Natalie's lips and tongue to feel painful.

Even so, Natalie did not mind and had no desire to push him away. In fact, she was unwilling to do so. If Samuel wanted to kiss her, he could kiss her till the end of the world, and she would still kiss back.

In the end, Samuel was so lost in the kiss that he accidentally touched the wounds on Natalie's back and arm, causing her to suck in a sharp breath in pain.

Only then did Samuel return to his senses and recall that Natalie was in a hospital gown, indicating that she was still injured and unwell.

“Did I hurt you?” Samuel looked at her apologetically.

“Not really.” Natalie tossed him a playful smirk. “Even if you did, you hurt my lips more.”

“I'm being serious.” Samuel frowned.

“So am I.” Natalie raised her arms and cupped Samuel's handsome face in between her hands. “I'll take good care of myself by eating the most nutrient-packed food and taking the best medications so that I won't develop scars. Don't worry about it.”

“I'm not worried that you would develop scars.”

“Then...”

serious look on his face, Samuel stared

grew wider. It was such a blessing to have someone who spoiled her and

to ask Natalie to rest on his

refused to do so. However, under Samuel's insistence, she had no choice but to listen to him and lie

However, it wasn't long before sleep

out of the covers and exited the

been around since

“Sam.”

“Samuel.”

“Follow me,” ordered Samuel.

Samuel to the window not

Justin before asking, “Tell me, Justin. What did Natalie do during the time I was

to Steven. “And you. Whatever

and Steven exchanged

though they were being interrogated by Samuel, they

and began recounting everything he knew, not leaving out

herself to get him the antidote, Samuel pursed his lips tightly as he balled his hands into fists. The veins on his hands popped up one by one at the sheer force of

that the reason for the wounds on Natalie's body could not be that

stronger effect. His gaze turned cold, sending a chill down their spines. It was as though his glare could turn a person into

speaking, Steven added