The Ninth Bride (Samantha and Finley)

Chapter 81 Get Off Me

Finley gazed at Samantha, who was sobbing in his arms. An indescribable feeling welled up inside

It was a feeling that made him deeply uncomfortable

He raised his hand, gently patting Samantha's back, trying to console her. "D-Don't cry

Samantha knew her tears would always soften his heart. It was the same in my previous life. Here he is, soothing me again, just like back then.

Clinging to him, she pleaded, "Finley, please don't send me away. I'll do anything you ask. No matter how tough the work, I'll do it gladly if you just let me stay"

What kind of hard or dirty work could there be for me in his home, anyway?

Finley looked at her willa mixture of exasperation and tenderness. "If you want to stay, then stay. But even if you do, you need to understand that there's no future for us."

Whether there's a future or not isn't up to you, thought Samantha. It's up to me. And who can predict the future if I can stay now, I'm confident I can make you fall for me just as you did in our previous life.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him softly. "There will be a future for us:

Finley sighed, "Get off me"

Samantha tightened her hold instead. "No way. I finally got to hold you, so why would I let go so easily?" She paused, then added, "And not only am I not getting off you, but I'm also going to sleep right here in your arms"

With that, she settled onto his lap, closed her eyes, and drifted off to sleep in his embrace.

Several times, Finley thought about pushing her off his lap, but every time he saw her sleeping so peacefully in his arms, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

The held her quietly, and once she was sound asleep, he gently laid her on the couch, draping his jacket over her. Worried she might get cold, he pulled Amy's blanket off and covered her with it. 09 Amy blinked in disbelief.

After ensuring Samantha was comfortable, Finley left Amy's room and returned to his private quarters,

The next morning, Samantha was startled awake by Amy's shrill scream. Groggy, she openedContent bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

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Chapter 81 Get Off Me

her eyes to see Amy glaring at her, holding a mirror. "Samantha, you b*tch! It's all your fault my hair got shaved off!"

Indeed, since Elias needed to stitch her wound yesterday, Amy's hair had been completely shaved off. Now, she was as bald as an egg-

Yawning, Samantha sat up on the couch, eyeing Amy with a smirk. "I have to say, you look even uglier now. You weren't much to look at before, but without hair, you look somehow even worse," she mocked. "I don't know why, but your face looks really off. It's like butternut squash, bigger at the bottom than the top. You used to hide it with your hair, but now the truth is out. You're ugly beyond repair."

Amy's head pounded, and she felt dizzy. Before long, she swayed unsteadily and collapsed back onto the bed, defeated.

She wanted...