The Ninth Bride (Samantha and Finley)

Chapter 121 You Must Believe Me

Chapter 121 You Must Believe Me

After dinner, Samantha and Finley returned to their room. A shared silence filled the small space as they each took a shower.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

When the duo emerged, they slipped beneath the covers together. Samantha reached out and wrapped her arms around Finley, murmuring. "Goodnight, Finley." "Goodnight," he replied with a low voice.

Succumbing to exhaustion, Samantha fell asleep in no time. Finley watched her, his gaze tender. In the quiet of the night, she looked impossibly beautiful.

It was early in the morning when Samantha was stirred from sleep. Today marked the beginning of her classes at Saint Night Academy and being late was out of question Before heading to class, she had a quiet breakfast with Finley.

Upon arriving at Saint Night Academy, Samantha was met with an unexpected sight. Noah stood outside the academy, evidently waiting for her arrival. As she stepped out of the car, he quickly handed her a bouquet of roses. She merely shot him a cold glance before she turned to leave.

Undeterred, Noah caught up with her to apologize, "Sam, I asked Amy about what you said. She insisted that she never told you anything. Maybe she did, but she denied it in front of

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"Sam, you and Amy have always been at odds, and she's clearly got a grudge against you. can't just take her word for it, especially when it seems like she's trying to mess things up between us. Trust me, I haven't done anything to hurt you." You

He continued, "My heart belongs to you, Sam. If you don't believe me, feel it. Can't you tell it's pounding like crazy at the mere sight of your

Samantha dodged his outstretched hand. Just then, a smirk graced her lips. 'Okay, Noah, I believe you. But I'm not going to forgive you that easily. These flowers aren't enough."

Noah's eyes widened with surprise. "Then, what should I do to prove my sincerity, Sam? I'll do anything for you."

"I haven't eaten breakfast yet. I'm craving those tacos from Sainthall. Get them for me, we'll talk

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Tacos from Sainthall? It takes three hours to fly there from Edrana, let alone drive. This round trip

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could waste an entire day.

Noah studied Samantha's face, his expression turning serious. "Sam, I've tried those Sainthall tacos. They're just okay. Maybe I can get you som

from a place nearby instead."

Despite his persuasion, the thought of those tacos, delicious or not, was oddly appealing to Samantha. Tormenting Noah was even more so.

A mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. "You said you'd do anything for me, Noah, but now you're refusing to get me the tacos. Men and their promises! I won't believe a single word of yours anymore!" Having said that, she turned to leave. Panic flickered in Noah's eyes.