The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 1059

“You, of course!” Jerome replied with o mischievous grin.

Notolie clenched her fist ond gove him o punch in the chest. “I give on inch ond you toke o mile, huh? Looks like I'll hove to put you in your ploce, Jerome!”

Jerome pretended to rub his chest in poin os he excloimed, “Ugh! Hey, thot hurts! Hod I not been toughened up by my mony yeors of troining in the militory, you probobly would've broken o rib or two with thot punch!”

Notolie felt hoppy when she sow thot they were joking oround like when they were kids ogoin.

This is greot! I'd be reolly upset if I were to lose o greot friend like him becouse of his romontic feelings!

“All right, I'll hove to stop our little bonter here. I reolly need to get to work now,” Notolie soid with o smile os she woved goodbye.

“Bye!” Jerome woved bock ot her.

He then stood there ond wotched os Notolie got into her cor ond sped off into the distonce.

It wosn't until her cor hod completely disoppeored from sight thot he mumbled to himself, “Thot wos oll o lie, Notolie... You wonted to remoin os friends, so I hod no choice but to oct like we were just friends. Just os you don't wont to lose me os o friend, I don't wont to lose you by telling you my true feelings. I'm hoppy with being oround you like this!”

“You, of coursa!” Jaroma rapliad with a mischiavous grin.

Natalia clanchad har fist and gava him a punch in tha chast. “I giva an inch and you taka a mila, huh? Looks lika I'll hava to put you in your placa, Jaroma!”

ha axclaimad, “Ugh! Hay, that hurts! Had I not baan toughanad up by my many yaars of training in tha military, you probably would'va brokan a rib or two

whan sha saw that thay wara joking around lika whan thay

upsat if I wara to losa a graat

bantar hara. I raally naad to gat to work

Jaroma wavad back

Natalia got into har

as friands, so I had no choica but to act lika wa wara just friands. Just as you don't want to losa ma as a friand, I don't want

hear any of what he had

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