The Ninth Bride (Samantha and Finley)

Chapter 138 Who Would Eye on Me

Chapter 138 Who Would Eye on Me

Most importantly, he dislikes taking photos.

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Therefore, this photo was a rare occurrence. It was a result of him pleading with Finley for a long time before finally getting a picture together.

In the photo, Finley's features were exquisite.

He wore a white shirt. With his high nose and sensual thin lips, paired with his flawless and handsome face, one look was enough to make someone fall for him. Elias could hear the thumping of heart. He looked at Emily and said, "Why is your heartbeat so fast? Are you feeling unwell?"

Emily snapped back to reality, realizing her loss of composure. She quickly shook her head. "No, I'm just curious why such a handsome man wears a mask."

He immediately started fabricating the truth. "It's because he's too handsome. Without the mask, he's afraid women would swarm him like bees to honey."

He believed what he said was true. There was no way he could tell Emily that Finley wore the mask because of disfigurement.

If Finley found out, he'd be furious. After all, he didn't want people to know that beneath the mask, his face was marred.

Hence, allowing Emily a bit of fantasy was quite good. At least this way, Finley wouldn't be looked down upon by her.

It seemed that was all Elias could do for now.

After dinner, Samantha and Finley returned to their room to rest.

Having finished her bath, Samantha was sitting beside the bed drying her hair. Finley walked over and took the hairdryer from her hand to help her.

Samantha looked at Finley, who had obediently taken off his mask tonight. She placed her hand on his face and touched it gently. "You look fine like this. It's just a few scars. They can be treated. If you want, I can help you heal them Finley was surprised by her words. "You can treat my face?"

"Yes. I'm studying medicine now. Once I finish reading my medical books, I can treat your

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face.

Finley didn't hold much hope for treating his face. He said bitterly, "The doctors told me the skin on my face is completely necrotic. Even with skin graft surgery, the chances of success. are slim. In other words, even if successful, it won't look like it did before." Samantha listened to him while keeping her hand on his face. "It's okay if I can't treat your face. We'll never part ways. To me, you always look good."

He looked at her seriously. Then, he asked, "If I remain like this, wouldn't I just embarrass you if you want to take me out in the future? I can't make you proud like those handsome men."

Samantha could hear the bitterness in his words. So, She reached out and hugged him. "I don't mind. Plus, I wouldn't take you out as I'm afraid you'll be so good that other women would start eyeing on you."

"With my appearance, who would eye on me except you?"

Samantha thought for a moment and replied, "Those greedy women would. Also...."

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