Once Bitten, Twice Shy

Chapter 60 - Fallen for Her Once Again

Chapter 60: Fallen for Her Once Again

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Samantha’s footsteps halted all of a sudden.

She knew that it was clearly his way of using reverse psychology, but those words sounded particularly...harsh.

“Forget about it then, if you’re afraid,” Timothy continued in a leisurely manner. “Don’t forget to close the door on your way out.”

Samantha clenched her hands into fists as her arms hung by her body, and a fire began burning in the depths of her eyes.

He really had intimate knowledge of how to push her buttons.

Samantha raised her leg, but instead of going out, she turned her body using her toes as a pivot and walked back. It was not until she headed straight to bed that she raised her chin and asked, “Why would I be afraid!”

It was not as if she never slept there before. The bed was huge, so there was no big deal!

Samantha did as Timothy had done before and switched off all the lights in the bedroom with a snap. The room immediately plunged into darkness, whereupon she pulled the blanket and immediately lay down.

Inside that darkness, Timothy’s gaze landed slowly onto that petite figure on the bed and his lips curled into a slight grin.

About a minute later, Samantha heard Timothy taking off his jacket, followed by his footsteps to the bed and the sound of the blanket being lifted.

She could then feel the mattress sinking on the other side, signaling that the man had laid down.

Although her statements were quite stubborn earlier, she actually felt nervous and somewhat regretful when Timothy laid down on the bed.

If Timothy really intended to do anything funny to her on the bed, she would definitely lose out in terms of their huge strength difference.

Samantha turned her back to him but remained vigilant at the same time. On the off-chance Timothy actually did something, she could easily fight back right away.

Amazingly, Timothy really did seem to purely want to sleep. He lay there quietly, saying nothing else and making no additional movements.

Samantha found it to be a little strange.

Timothy deliberately provoked her just to have her accompany him in bed and make it easier for her to take care of him?

Although she could bear with it for some time, curiosity eventually got the better of her. She turned around at the slowest of speeds and did so very carefully.

She opened her eyes slightly and glanced at Timothy, who was sleeping on the other end.

He was lying there properly and nothing seemed to be amiss. His breathing was stable too, and he really did seem to be sleeping.

Samantha let out a sigh of relief and let down her vigilance as well. Her day had been very tiring to begin with and she was immediately overcome with exhaustion as soon as her body relaxed. Her eyelids felt heavy and she soon entered into a deep sleep.

Her breathing became more drawn-out after some time, and Timothy—who was initially asleep—opened his eyes.

He moved gently and delicately as he turned his body to Samantha. Despite the darkness of the room, his gaze managed to land on her face.

As blurry as everything was in the darkness, he could easily observe her eyebrows, dainty nose, pink lips, and delicate chin.

Every inch of her was perfect, suiting his tastes to a T.

He had encountered many beautiful women before, but for some reason, Samantha was the only one who had him in the palm of her hand. It came to a point where he still could not leave her even after what she did to him!

Timothy stretched out his hand slowly and hugged Samantha in his arms. Rather than resisting, she willingly nestled herself in his arms and subconsciously sought to get into a comfortable position. Her hands and feet were resting on his body and she hugged him back in return, curling her lips up in contentment soon after.

Their bodies entwined perfectly with each other, like every hug they once had in the past.

Timothy gazed at the woman sleeping soundly in his arms. All he felt was the huge void in his heart—which had developed over the past two years—filling back up little by little.

Samantha’s cooking was terrible, her coffee was so nauseatingly sweet, and she deliberately elbowed him while she was supporting him so he would fall. With all those devious intentions in her mind, she frequently connived against him and tried to anger him...

He could easily count every single thing about her that he disliked and hated, but none of that could compare to that one unknowing hug she gave him.

She was like a spell inside his heart. He tried so hard to rid himself of her, but he allowed her to come back so easily.

Timothy closed his eyes and hid the bitter smile in his eyes.

‘So, it seems…you really did fall for her again, Timothy.’

…

Early the next morning.

It was one of those rare nights Samantha did not have any dreams. She slept very peacefully and did not wake up until dawn.

She sighed in satisfaction was getting ready to stretch, but as soon as she moved her hand, she came into contact with something firm.

A frown appeared on her face and she subconsciously touched it a couple more times. All of a sudden, she came to a realization and opened her eyes abruptly.

Before her eyes was Timothy’s chest, and her hands happened to be holding his abdominal muscles...

Samantha retracted her hands as if she had touched a hot potato, hiding them behind her right away. Despite that, her earlobes had unwittingly turned red.

At that moment, she finally realized that she had used Timothy as a large pillow. Her head was lying on his arm, and she was hugging him tightly, taking full advantage of him...

Samantha’s cheeks became red too.

Her sleeping posture had obviously been very decent the night before, and she was very aware about it too and never really moved too much the entire night. How could she have ended up getting all restless and moving into Timothy’s arms?

She was initially worried that Timothy would become a rascal and have his way with her, but what happened was the exact opposite and she ended up becoming the rascal...

Timothy was probably going to make fun of her again if he saw her like that.

Samantha’s pupils trembled as she looked up. Once she saw that Timothy was still asleep, she held her breath and gently freed herself from his arms.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, she felt so guilty that she did not dare to stay in the master bedroom for a second longer. Grabbing her coat, she immediately crept out of the room.

After the door was closed, the man on the bed rolled over without opening his eyes, but the corners of his lips hooked up slightly.

…

Samantha could only suppress her guilt after washing her face and brushing her teeth in the guest bedroom’s toilet.

All of a sudden, she felt that she was shooting herself in the foot by promising to take care of Timothy and wanting to punish him at the same time.

Her actions were just too naive.

That would not do! She had to calm herself first and figure out some countermeasures before dealing with him again!

It just so happened that it was time for her to go to the hospital and visit Corey. After changing her clothes and picking up her bag, she exited the guest room and left the villa without looking back.

Upon getting into the car, Samantha first went to a supermarket to buy some fruits and daily necessities. She then took out her cell phone and sent Corey a message to ask him if he needed anything.

Corey did not reply her, probably because he was busy.

With bags of various sizes in her hands, Samantha went back into the car and headed to the hospital.

Upon arriving, she took the elevator like she always did and walked to the door of the ward. When she received no reply after knocking on the door, she decided to just push it open.

“Corey, I—” Samantha called out softly, but the scene she saw inside left her reeling in shock!