Chapter 3

Samuel's face turned red.

'He was also married in his previous life. Why would he be shy about having a child? Isn't it normal for a married couple to have babies?'

He held me tighter. "Don't worry about having children for now. We'll talk about it when I come back to visit next time."

He pushed me onto the stool, opened my bridal braid, and brushed my hair for me. His movements were both gentle and affectionate.

As I thought that he had also treated Flora like this in his previous life, the jealousy welling up inside me burst. I snatched the hairbrush from his hand and threw it away. I jumped up and wrapped my arms around his neck, while my legs wrapped around his waist.

"Samuel, I want a baby!" I demanded domineeringly and moved my mouth toward him.

He was stunned for a moment before quickly turning his head.

I kissed his earlobe.

This time, not only did his face go red, but his ears did too.

I nibbled his earlobe, and his chest beat rapidly, making me extremely nervous. I was no match for him. He did not want me to succeed, so he used one hand to subdue me.

That night, Samuel had my hands locked as we slept through the night.

After breakfast the next day, I went with Samuel to the town. I planned to buy some wire mesh to make a drying rack and start my side business to earn money.

Autumn had arrived, and I wanted to pick some wild mushrooms to dry. They were good for health and could fetch a good price.

We ran into Flora and Logan in town.

Upon seeing me, Flora proudly flaunted the box of cake in her hand. "Sally, you've never had August Bakes cakes before, have you? My Logan knows I love them, so he brought me here to buy it!"

I linked arms with Samuel, tilting my chin up and smiling sweetly. "August Bakes' cakes are too sweet; eating too much will make you gain weight. My Samuel said Ducky Bakery's are soft and melt-in-your-mouth, so he brought me here to buy some."

My silly little sister had been spoiled since childhood; she was lazy and gluttonous. The Zigger family was large, with complex interpersonal relationships. Her pampered princess behavior might be acceptable now and then, but her mother-in-law would definitely scold her in the long run.

Flora's disdainful gaze fell on Samuel. As if remembering something, she suddenly leaned closer and whispered mockingly, "Did Samuel touch you last night? He probably didn't bother touching you, right?"

As she spoke, she pulled open her collar, showing me the hickies on her neck. "Look, we're a loving couple. That's what a real couple is. You're living just like a widow!"

I grabbed Samuel and stood on tiptoe to give him a quick kiss on the neck. "A loving couple isn't about what they display to outsiders. Love is enough. Sam, don't you agree?"

Samuel hugged me tighter and kissed the top of my head. "My wife is always right!"

His gaze fell coldly on Flora, as if she were a stinkbug. "Flora, you're just wasting your time gossiping here. Why don't you go home and help your mother chop some more firewood? Sally's married; your family lost a good laborer."

"My dad's a supply and marketing cooperative official; he earns more than you…"

I interrupted her, "I hope your dad stays in power. Otherwise, your whole family will starve!"

Flora pointed at me, trembling with anger. "Sally, you shameless brat!"

She slammed the cake on the ground and stormed off.

The yellow box holding the cake ripped. Logan picked it up with a pained look, tucked it into his coat, and ran after Flora.

Back on the bus after buying the wire mesh, I remained silent for a long time, wondering, 'Flora was certain Samuel hadn't touched me. How did she know? Did Samuel not touch her in their past life either?'