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Nathaniel released Samantha's neck. Only after he carried her to the edge of the bed did Samantha finally begin coughing violently. She gasped for air and coughed so violently that tears rolled down her face. Between coughs, she still managed to say, "I'm fine... Are we stopping?" Nathaniel said before he got up and left, "Rest first. Your body has not recovered." The crystal chandelier finally lit up, and pure white light fell on her cheeks. Nathaniel had lost himself to desire in the darkness. After leaving to take a cold shower, he returned with his usual cold demeanor. He walked to her side of the bed, crouched, and studied the red finger marks on her neck. He only vaguely remembered hating that sense of helplessness and wanting to hold on with all his strength. Samantha studied him too and realized that she had accidentally bit Nathaniel's lip. Her own behavior shocked her. But she had no choice. Sydney had stolen her identity and planned to marry Channing. Finella w

Then, like a child discovering a new vice, Nathaniel kissed Samantha greedily repeatedly. As their lips moved together, Samantha could no longer endure the pain in hers. She gently pressed a hand against his chest, trying to push him away. Nathaniel did not release her until she pushed him the third time. She looked helplessly at Nathaniel, who crouched beside her, with his expression utterly unreadable. She leaned toward him. When he did not stop her, she grew bolder. She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face there, murmuring, "Will you hold me while I sleep? Whenever you're unhappy, I'll make you happy." She was teaching him like a child. Most of the time, Nathaniel was the one who acted like a father figure. But he did not know how to kiss or offer companionship. In that respect, she knew more than he did. As Samantha buried her head against his neck, he seemed to remember something, and his brow furrowed slightly. She was still thinking when Nathaniel's fin

Channing gripped her head and forced Samantha to raise her face toward him. Her eyes held no more hope or feeling for him. She pulled the ring from her finger and placed it back in Channing's hand and spat, "Save it for your true love." After saying this, she left with a cold smile.Sydney was planning the engagement ceremony. She was so happy that she could walk in a bouncy way every day. Sure enough, winning over the Lane family had required a powerful backer. She was just about to open a bottle of champagne and celebrate early when a video arrived on her phone. After watching the video, her face turned dark with anger. The number was unfamiliar. She immediately called back. "Who are you? How did you get this video?" "I have my ways. Something this good should be shared with you, of course, so you can see what your future husband did behind your back..." The voice on the other end had been digitally altered, so Sydney could not identify it. It had also been lowered con

Several days later, Samantha received a call from an unfamiliar number. "Hello. Who's this?" "Samantha, it's me." Sydney's sweet voice came through the phone, and Samantha immediately felt sick from disgust. "I'm having my engagement party tonight. Come." Samantha refused without hesitation. "I'm busy." "Samantha, I'm going to marry Channing. Are you furious? You waited on him for eight years and got nothing, meanwhile I won everything without ever acting like his maid and got to reap all the rewards. Doesn't that hurt?" Samantha had no intention of listening and was about to hang up, but Sydney seemed to have guessed what she wanted to do and quickly said, "Don't hang up. I'm doing this for your own good. Hang up, and your grandmother's ashes end up in the toilet tonight." "Are you threatening me?" Samantha asked through gritted teeth. "My fiance paid for your grandmother's burial, after all. We can dig up her ashes whenever we want. They're useless to me, but how can I ge

Samantha lay weakly in bed. "What... What do you want?" "Patience," Sydney said as she took out a scented candle marked with an erotic symbol and lit it. She had tried the same brand before. It had a powerful aphrodisiac effect, especially on women. "Breathe it in. I prepared this gift just for you. Since you can't live without a man and insist on holding on to Channing, I found the wildest nepo babies in the city to satisfy you tonight. Maybe afterward, your maternal instincts will flare up again and you'll want to bear children for every man in town." "Sydney…! You're so vicious and shameless!" Samantha roared.She hadn't expected that even after she avoided the wine, Sydney had still prepared a backup plan and brazenly drugged her in an elevator. "You're the shameless one here," Sydney said, glaring at her furiously. "Don't you own a mirror? Go look at your reflection! Who do you think you are? You crawled out of a filthy slum, yet you dared to seduce my husband and cling t