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Chapter 26
Chapter 26 Better Off Than Following This Dying Man
Samantha grumbled unhappily, “Darling, don’t you know when your wife is feeding you, you should open your mouth to eat? It’s hard to appease an angry wife, you know.”
Finley furrowed his brows and glanced at the shrimp in Samantha’s hand, still unwilling to eat it. “Dirty,” he scorned instead, leaving Samantha at a loss for words.
Ladies and gentlemen, what do you do when your husband finds your hands dirty? Cure him of his cleanliness obsession, of course!
At that, she bit one end of the shrimp and approached Finley. She kissed his lips, feeding. him the shrimp. After that, she ignored his disgusted expression and smiled, saying, “What do you think? It’s not dirty anymore, isn’t it?”
Finley, with a disgusted frown, replied, “Even dirtier than before.”
Samantha cupped Finley’s face in response, kissing him several times before proudly saying, “Even if I’m dirty, I’m still your wife. No matter how disgusted you are, I won’t let the title of Mrs. Dean go to another woman because your wife can only be me, Samantha Wallace.”
After proclaiming smugly, she pulled out a piece of tissue from her bag and gently wiped. Finley’s grease–covered face created from her kisses. Take a break with me after lunch.”
Finley remained silent.
It seemed that no matter what Samantha said, she couldn’t stimulate his interest in talking. However, she didn’t mind it as she knew full well the kind of person Finley was; he didn’t like talking to people he wasn’t familiar with. So, she wasn’t upset that he stayed silent.
After lunch, Samantha cleared the takeout boxes from the table and tossed them into the trash. Once everything was cleared, she took our two cotton candies from her bag–offering one to Finley and keeping one for herself. She then said to Finley, “Dessert.”
Finley was at a loss for words. It was the first time he had seen someone consider cotton candy as a dessert.
While Finley didn’t eat, Samantha enjoyed one. She told Finley, “Darling, if I ever get upset with you, just buy me cotton candy, and I won’t be mad at you anymore.”
Is this woman so easily appeased? Could someone lure her away with just a stick of cotton candy in the future?
Very quickly, Finley realized he was fantasizing again. Considering his current ailing body, even if someone managed to deceive Samantha away, he probably wouldn’t try to keep her. After all, following someone else was better than being with this dying man.
With this thought, Finley opened his laptop again and began working.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org
Glancing at the time, Samantha noted it was exactly 12.30 p.m., and she decided to force Finley to take a break at 1 p.m.
For the next period, Samantha sat quietly beside Finley, keeping him company. When it struck one o’clock, she shut down Finley’s computer and then pushed him back to his office. from the meeting room.
Finley’s office came with a lounge for him to rest whenever needed.
Samantha opened the door to the lounge and looking at the familiar setup; she couldn’t express how she felt at the moment. In her past life, Finley would bring her along whenever he came to work. While he dealt with work, she would watch TV alone in there or sleep whenever she got tired.
Every time…