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Chapter 240: We Can’t Go Back to The Past

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Timothy was startled because he never expected that reaction from Samantha. His original intention was to tease her and get her to relax a little more.

He raised his head slightly and looked at Samantha’s pinkish cheeks. With a slight cock of his eyebrow, his voice became even huskier than before. “Are you sure?”

It was rare of him to be so ‘gentlemanly’.

Samantha still did not speak, but then lifted her arms and hooked them around Timothy’s neck. She then raised her face and kissed his thin lips.

Her actions were a firm ‘Yes!’

Delight flashed across Timothy’s eyes as his warm fingertips rubbed gently against her lips. He said in a low, hoarse voice, “You better not tell me to stop.”

At the end of his sentence, he took the lead and planted kisses all over her forehead, eyes, nose, and lips.

He gave such delicate little kisses that it looked as though he was cherishing a long-lost treasure that he finally managed to recover.

At that moment, he felt that Samantha was genuinely willing to allow him into her heart and he was no longer waiting on the outside.

His kisses were gentle and lingering, vastly unlike the somewhat lustful kisses of before. Samantha became dizzy while her heartbeat quickened and her cheeks became increasingly hot.

As a result, she lost all sense of control and responded in kind to him.

Timothy chuckled softly when he noticed her actions. A brief little taste alone was not enough to satisfy him, so he hugged her tightly, and changed his soft kisses into a more passionate one.

It was a long night to come for the two of them.

…

The next day, Samantha woke up with a sore waist—again.

As was often the case, mindless remarks at midnight were the norm. She ought to have slept rather than tease Timothy for no good reason.

In any case, she could not continue to laze around in bed after promising to deliver chicken soup to Ronald.

After taking a hot bath in the bathroom, she casually did her hair by clipping it with a hair clip. She then put on some loose-fitting home clothes and went downstairs.

Old Madam Barker and Aunt Julia had gone to have some afternoon tea with their friends, but they left some lunch for Samantha.

Samantha cleaned the ingredients for her chicken soup and boiled them in a pot before heating up her lunch and eating it while reading Waybo.

Public opinion had changed stunningly on Waybo.

In 24 hours, she had gone from a rat that everyone deemed to be a menace to society to the beacon of justice that the world needed.

She was not at all excited when she saw that, as such was the fickleness of netizens. They could easily follow trends and curse at others due to trivial little matters even though they had previously placed them on a pedestal.

Samantha would continue to live by her words, and all that mattered was for her to uphold her principles and fulfill her duties well.

However, she was pleased to see that one of the trending searches on Waybo was the Cornells’ arrest. They had been taken away by police for questioning earlier that morning.

Justice may have come late, but it would always catch up eventually.

That was why people should not do unconscionable acts with the hopes of getting away with it by sheer chance!

A notification then popped up on her phone.

Samantha quit Waybo and clicked on WeTalk. There was a red dot in her contacts and she clicked on it to see a friend request and a message: [Hey, Sammy. This is Renee.]

Renee had notified her family to come and pick her up the previous day.

Samantha approved the request at once.

Renee sent a second message: [Thank you for saving me, Sammy. Thank you for getting justice for me.]

Samantha smiled and replied: [I accept your thanks. You have a whole new life ahead of you, so be well.]

[I will. Both you and God gave me another chance to live again. I’ll cherish it.]

Samantha felt content. Renee was fortunately still very young and had many good days ahead of her.

Renee sent another message: [Sammy, I get so jealous of you and your husband when I see you both being so sweet with each other. I hope you guys will always be happy, have many children, and grow old together!]

Samantha was very happy to receive those well wishes.

[Thank you for your well wishes. In that case, do you and Professor Cornell have any plans going forward?]

Renee was silent and did not reply for a long time.

Samantha frowned slightly and could not help but feel a little worried. She was about to type out another message when the reply suddenly came.

[Sammy, things have changed even though we both haven’t. I… We can’t go back to what we were before, and there’s the issue of our respective parents too. I can’t expect him to completely remove himself from his family, and I can’t forget the pain I suffered too. Things will never be the same for us.]

[When the professor got justice for me and accused his parents of wrongdoing in front of me, it was a goodbye of sorts. That was also the last thing he could do for me.]

[Perhaps this is what’s best for us.]

Samantha could not help her feelings of sadness when seeing the messages Renee sent but she understood it completely.

Sometimes love had to happen at the right time and place.

Renee had another shot at life but she no longer had that kind of an opportunity in love.

Samantha could not help but be reminded of Timothy and herself. She really was fortunate to get another chance with him.

She replied: [Well, no matter what decision you make, I’ll support you and wish you well.]

[Thank you, Sammy. I’m going to back to study again and I’ll make sure to do my best so I can contribute to society in the future just like you.]

…

Once her chicken soup had boiled, Samantha packed it into a lunch box and brought it to the hospital.

Ronald was in much better spirits that day compared to the previous day, which came as a relief for Samantha. She raised the bed, set the small bed tray on the bed, then opened the lunch box and poured out a small bowl of soup.

She smiled and said, “Shall I feed you, Ronald?”

Ronald answered shyly. “That isn’t very appropriate though.”

“You’re my savior, you know. This is the least I can do to repay you for your kindness.”

Ronald had a silly smile. “I suppose I’m obliged to accept it then.”

The main reason he allowed her to do that was that his hands had not regained full strength, and spilling the soup would be such a waste of Samantha’s efforts.

Samantha held the spoon and fed him slowly.

The phone on the bedside table rang suddenly. Ronald looked at it and said, “Mrs. Barker, could you help me get my phone?”

“Okay.”

Samantha put down the bowl, picked up the phone, and handed it over to Ronald.

As he lowered his head to read the message, Samantha stared at his phone and suddenly thought of something. She immediately asked, “Hey, Ronald. Did you lose your phone some time ago?”

Ronald replied to the message and looked up at Samantha. He then asked in amazement, “How...did you know that I lost it?”

Samantha did not answer him but pressed further, “Did you lose it on the day of the emergency meeting?”

“Holy smokes, Mrs. Barker. Did you know that too? That’s amazing!” Ronald was shocked.

Indeed, he discovered that his cell phone was missing after that emergency meeting the other day.

Her guess had been proven right.

It was purely by planning that she could hear the contents of that meeting so clearly.

The person behind all that could not be more obvious.

She knew that Harmony must have contributed to the incident, but she did not expect that Harmony would be so vicious.

By getting someone else to do the dirty work, Harmony could sit tight and enjoy her victory if her plan succeeded. Should it fail, her hands would be clean too.

Nothing in the world would come so easy!

Samantha clenched her hands tightly while a murderous expression surfaced in her eyes. She turned to Ronald and said, “There’s something I have to do, Ronald. I’ll be back.”

She turned around and strode off as soon as she finished her sentence.

Ronald was stunned that she would just get up and leave like that and could not help but say, “Where are you going in such a rush, Mrs. Barker?”

Samantha gave him a three-word answer without looking back. “To get revenge!”