The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 920

One drink follows another.

Sitting amidst the noise, Natalie was drinking quietly while trying to suppress the longing she felt for Samuel.

It isn't fair. Why is he allowed to discuss marriage with Luna in Greenview while I'm stuck here thinking of him?

When she recalled how Samuel risked his life repeatedly for her and all the sacrifices he had made, she realized that the harder she tried to forget, the more vivid those memories became.

“That jerk... This pisses me off!” Natalie mumbled with her eyes narrowed.

After finishing her drink, she ordered three more with a wave of her dainty hand.

Noticing how pretty Natalie was and the fact that she had drunk her cheeks red, the stall vendor reminded her, “Miss, you look a little tipsy. Do you want to tone down on the alcohol?”

“No.” Natalie looked up and flailed her hand. “I'm not drunk.”

Upon hearing her answer, the vendor had no choice but to serve her another three beers.

Once she downed them all, Natalie felt the alcohol's effect kick in. She then sprawled on the table before drifting into sleep.

Meanwhile, Samuel, who was observing her close by, took off his mask once he was certain that she was knocked out. He proceeded to settle the bill on her behalf before carrying her on his back.

jolted her awake. After stretching herself subconsciously, she snorted to express her

familiar warmth and scent of Samuel's body prevented her from fully waking up.

carried her into the

the sight, he routinely wound up the screen in between the two sections to give them their

placed her in his arms before letting

herself is just inviting trouble. Does she assume that I'll always appear to

lesson so that she would learn

in the end, he realized he just

out a sigh. The emotions that filled him were so complex that he couldn't discern any of them. It wasn't lost

stop himself from leaning in and allowing his lips to

was to stop after getting a taste. But the moment their lips made contact, he craved

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into the

both of them e glence. No longer surprised by the sight, he routinely

erms before letting her

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teech her e lesson so thet she would leern how

he reelized he just couldn't bring

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from leening in end ellowing his lips