The Ninth Bride (Samantha and Finley)

Chapter 187 Dress Me

Because someone spoke ill of me in front of you. But it seems that's not the case. Maybe I

was overthinking"

Finley released Samantha and placed his hand

her face, gently caressing it over and over.

"Sam, promise me, from now on, don't come back this late, okay?"

Seeing Finley's insecurity, Samantha felt heartbroken and hugged him tightly. "Okay, I won't come back this late anymore. I'll come straight home as soon as I finish school? "Mm."

Finley held Samantha for a long time before finally letting her go feel a bit hungry, so she went to the kitchen to prepare something meal, Samantha and Finley went back to their room together to relax. entha was starting to

After finishing her

As they lay together, he slowly reached his hand toward her waist and unfastened her bathrobe. She looked at him with amusement. Finley, how can you still have so much energy at this late hour?" Finley pulled Samantha closer into his arms. "I want you. Will you let me? Hmm?"

Blushing, Samantha murmured a response, and that was the end of itNôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

The next morning, Samantha woke up in Finley's arms. She sat up, looked at the marks Finley had left on her from the previous night, and smiled sweetly.

She picked up the bathrobe from the floor, put it on, and went to the bathroom to wash up. When she came out, Finley was sitting on the bed, watching her. Samantha asked with a smile, "Why are you looking at me?"

"You look good"

Samantha went to the wardrobe and took out a suit for Finley, placing it in front of him. "Your shirt got wrinkled last night, so here's a new one.". Drew me

Samantha sat beside Finley, took the shirt, and helped him put it on. Noticing the scratches

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"I see several scratches on your back. Let me put some medicine on them." At that, she went to the medicine cabinet, took out the box, and grabbed a tube of ointment. She carefully applied it to Finley's back. The cool sensation made Finley feel uncomfortable, though he couldn't quite describe the feeling.

"It's getting late. If we don't leave now, we'll be late," he said to Samantha, who replied, "Being late is nothing compared to you."

She only left after applying the ointment, tidied up, and had breakfast with him.

Meanwhile, Emily had been waiting in the car for Samantha. Seeing Samantha finally arrive. Emily said, "What took you so long. Sam? We're going to be late."

Samantha didn't expect Emily to still be waiting. Next time, you can leave first. No need to wait for me."

"But there's only one chauffeur. If I leave, what will you do?"

Samantha replied, "I can drive myself to the academy."

She could drive, but Finley was worried about her getting into an accident, so he had the chauffeur drive her. Actually, she wouldn't have driven like that if she hadn't been tailed the last time. But since Finley didn't believe her, there was nothing she could do. Samantha got into the car and said to Emily, "Next time, if you see that it's getting late, just let the chauffeur take you first. I can drive myself to the academy."