The Promise of Happiness (Natalie and Samuel)
The Promise Of Happiness Chapter 30

The Promise Of Happiness Chapter 30

Chapter 30 The Nickname Is Cheesy

Samuel lowered his head and stared at her.

“My throat doesn’t feel too good,” he replied in a cold and calm tone.

“Why can’t you bear with it? You knew that I was on the phone.”

His gaze turned cold all of a sudden upon hearing her words. “Why should I?” he asked in return.

“You… Are you trying to cause a misunderstanding? What if he thinks that I’m spending the night with aman?”

Wearing a grim look, Samuel approached her slowly. “Isn’t it true that you’re staying over at a man’splace? Moreover, that’s none of my business.”

“You…”

Natalie usually possessed the upper hand in fights as she was a good speaker.

Yet, she could not replace a word to refute him at the moment.

“Your standards in naming are truly questionable. The nickname you come up with for your boyfriend ischeesy enough.”

She bit her bottom lip tightly as Samuel’s words sparked a flash of irritation in her instantly. Deep down,she could not help cursing him a million times.

Boyfriend? That’s my lovely son! What’s wrong with calling him “Sweetheart”?

Looking at his back, she was about to explain who Sweetheart was. However, a thought came to her allof a sudden. He was no one to her, and it was not necessary to explain herself at all.

It’s my freedom to call anyone Sweetheart!

After taking Natalie to the guest room, Samuel returned to his bedroom and went through somedocuments before going to bed as usual.

However, half an hour later, all he managed to read was a single page.

After the incident earlier, it was impossible to work efficiently anymore.

In the end, he gave up. After throwing the documents on the bedside table, he massaged his templesgently.

This woman… Is it really not her?

Although she looked different from what he remembered, he was sure that she was the woman,judging by the scent of herbs and her cheeky gaze.

Reminiscing about her tender lips, he felt a gush of warmth flowing through his veins at once.

Though he had taken a bath, he still went into the bathroom to take another cold shower.

With the help of the cold water, it extinguished the fire in him gradually.

Turning off the tap, Samuel twitched his lips.

“Sweetheart?”

The image of the woman’s excitement while on the phone flashed in his mind. At once, his face turnedimmensely frosty.

Meanwhile, Natalie fell asleep while listening to the sound of raindrops.

In the middle of the night, a bolt of lightning flashed across the dark clouds, followed by a clap ofrumbling thunder.

“N-No!”

She stared at the storm anxiously after being woken up by the sound of thunder.

Feeling short of breath, she placed her hand on her chest while breathing heavily.

The thunder brought back those unpleasant memories, for her mother had passed away on a stormynight. Before her passing, she had asked Natalie to go to the Nichols residence to replace Yara, wanting tosee Yara for the very last time.

Alas, despite standing at the door in the storm, Natalie did not get to see Yara at all.

In the end, her mother’s last wish remained unfulfilled.

Moreover, Natalie had missed the chance to say her final words to her mother because she waswaiting blindly outside the Nichols residence at that time.

When she finally rushed to the hospital, it was too late—her mother had taken her last breath.

From then on, an insurmountable amount of pain would strike her on every stormy night. It was sopainful that it hurt every time she breathed.

Curling up into a ball, she hid in the corner of the bed and trembled with fear.

All this while, she would hug her sons when she was afraid of thunder. However, both Clayton andXavian were not by her side that day.

S-Should I go to the two kids of the Bowers family? Perhaps they are afraid of thunder as well! Then,we can cuddle together for the night!

At the thought of it, she rushed to the kids’ room without any hesitation. To her disappointment, Franklinand Sophia were sleeping like a log, completely undisturbed by the storm.

Am I the only one who’s afraid of thunder?

Left with no choice, she closed the door and headed back to her room. All of a sudden, a bang ofthunder broke the silence. Panic-stricken, she quickly squatted down and covered her ears.

In a flash, the searing pain flooded her heart once again, filling her eyes with emptiness and despair.

Suddenly, a pair of slender legs appeared in front of her.

Startled, she moved her gaze from the pair of slippers to the legs, waist, chest, and finally, her gazelanded on the man’s stunning face.

“What are you doing here, Ms. Nichols?”