The Ninth Bride (Samantha and Finley)

Chapter 134 Do You Believe Me? Chapter 134 Do You Believe Me?

Finley might've got it wrong. 90%1

Samantha quickly explained, "Finley, it's not what you think. I did my makeup for you, not for Noah. I had no idea he'd show up this afternoon." "But..."

She cut him off by tightly embracing him. "Finley, no 'buts.' I only love you. I don't care about other men."

Worried he still might not believe her, she raised her hand and vowed, "I swear! If I don't love you, Finley, then-

Before Samantha could finish, Finley gently covered her mouth. "No need for hasty promises."

"Does that mean you believe me?"

He brushed a stray lock of hair from her face. "Yes, I believe you."This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"Good, then. Since you trust me, no more misunderstandings in the future, okay? Otherwise I might stop liking you."

Finley's gaze darkened slightly at that. "You said you wouldn't stop liking me no matter what happens."

Samantha held his neck and replied earnestly, "I never said that. I said no matter what. happens, I will always love you."-

Finley paused."....me too."

Samantha couldn't help but feel touched. Was this Finley's way of promising her? It felt amazing to have him back by her side in this life.

Her eyes

fell on the cake and coffee next to Finley as she hugged him. "Is that for me?"

"Yes, I picked it up for you on the way. Didn't you say you don't like cake? I can toss it if you. don't want it."

Those words were meant for Noah, not her Finley. Besides, even if she didn't usually like sweets, she'd eat anything Finley got for her. Samantha grabbed the cake and opened it. "It's strawberry. My favorite."

Chapter 134 Do You Believe Me?

She picked up a fork and took a bite. "Mmm, delicious."

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After feeding Finley a piece, they took turns eating until it was gone. Samantha noticed a bit of cream on his lips and leaned in to wipe it off. You've got cream on your lips." "There's still some."

Seeing how close she was, Finley's Adam's apple bobbed, and he kissed her. Samantha glanced at his mask, pulled away to remove it, and then touched his lips.

"Finley, your lips are so sexy; it's a shame to keep them hidden. And when you kiss me with the mask on, I really don't like it. So next time, don't wear it if you want to kiss me, or I won't let you kiss me at all." Finley did not know what to say. "What if I want to kiss you right now?"

Samantha turned her head stubbornly. "No."

Finley couldn't help but laugh at her teasing and handed her the coffee. "It's still warm.

Samantha turned back to face him. "It's sweltering, so it should be iced.

"Too many

cold drinks aren't good for you. From now on, the coffee you drink should be at room temperature, alright?"