The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 1125

“Children...” When Natalie turned around, she noticed the kids and Emma weren't in the living room anymore.

A sigh of relief escaped her mouth when she realized the children didn't see her kissing Samuel.

Before she could relax, he pulled her into his embrace once more. Additionally, he lifted her up, making the tip of her nose touch his.

“S-Samuel...” she stuttered.

“The kids aren't around anymore.” He gazed deeply into her eyes and inquired in a flirty tone, “Can we do it now?”

As she gazed back at him, she felt as though she was being sucked into the unfathomably deep abyss of his eyes. When did my heart and body ever reject him?

“Okay.” Natalie's reply was so soft that one couldn't hear it unless they were paying close attention.

Upon receiving her answer, Samuel kissed her lips as if he was a sailor who had heard the siren's song and had lost all reasoning.

With that, they drowned themselves in their passionate, intimate acts.

only way for them to relieve their pain of

deed, both of them had just finished their bath and were sitting on the floor of their

of rare Lafite from the wine cabinet and

of the glasses and took a small sip. Then he glanced at her. “Do you want to ask your

you were gone?” Staring straight at him, she questioned directly, “Does it... have something to do with your scars? Was it painful when you were going through

no hiding the

hand, Samuel recounted, “The poison in my body was difficult to remove. Mr. Yablon tried many methods and took a lot of detours.

hide the truth from Natalie didn't mean he would tell her all the details about

him

Grabbing her hand, he peeked at the unfaded scar on her arm. “Billy told me what happened to you while

his eyes, she could tell

the second time he had apologized

for not being able

he was thousands of kilometers away, deep inside the mountain. He blamed himself for the

and left. You were going through a painful detoxifying process in the mountains while I got hurt protecting our children