“It's my birthday party, and she promised to celebrate it with me,” Christopher sneered. “Stop distorting the facts and making it sound as if I forced her to do anything. She's here because she wants to.”
“Christopher Collins,” Samuel sniggered, curling his lips, “It seems like messing up the negotiation for the mining project is not enough to display your incompetence. Now you're showcasing your inability to use accurate words as well.”
The two men eyed each other antagonistically, fuming in anger.
Neither one of them was willing to back down.
While the two men were caught in a scrap, Natalie started feeling the effects of the alcohol. Her head spun, making her vision blurry and her hearing muffled.
She could not care less about what they were talking about. In fact, she could not even hear or see them clearly. She simply wanted to lie down and rest. Confused, she looked up weakly at Samuel and requested, “I-I want to sleep. I'm dizzy...”
Samuel's gaze suddenly softened.
“All right. Let's go home.”
However, before Samuel could even bring her out, Christopher stopped him. “Excuse me. Natalie's here for my birthday. I'm the host, so I should be the one sending her home.”
Samuel's expression hardened again in impatience. “She's staying with me, so it makes more sense for us to go home together. As for you, since you're the host, you should stay back and continue on with your birthday celebration. I'll take care of her.”
With that, he shifted his gaze toward Natalie, completely disregarding Christopher. “Do you want me to carry you or do you want a piggyback ride?” he asked tenderly, patting her fringe.
Natalie did not answer, but opened her arms wide, gesturing at him. She felt it was more comfortable being in his embrace.
What should I do with you, eh? Samuel bent over and carried her in his arms as she wanted. Sometimes, he felt she really had what it took to make him feel helpless. She had low alcohol tolerance, yet she would never say no to alcohol. She would always have her way, and there was nothing he could do about it since it was not like he could force his way on her. All he could do was clear the mess for her every time.
Now that Samuel was carrying her, she snuggled up cozily in his arms and locked her arms around him, closing her eyes restfully. Her behavior around Samuel was a complete flip of her rational self when she was talking to Christopher.
Their intimacy sparked hatred and jealousy in Christopher.
He was not aware that the two were already this close to each other. The pure thought of Natalie sleeping with Samuel every night maddened him so much his fists clenched so tightly veins started to pop up under his fair skin.
Samuel did not pay attention to him but went off with Natalie. Just as he was going around a corner, he ran right into Yara.
Doesn't he know what kind of a woman she is? He clearly saw Natalie with Christopher and what they did!
Why is he still so gentle toward her? His care, his love, and his tolerance of her behavior do not make sense at all. He should have ended things with her!
So you want to pretend as if you didn't see anything? I'll remind you every time I see you then.
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