Her Tears Are His Weakness novel Chapter 101

Leonardo replied, "No need, someone will come to clean it. They're professionals. They clean quickly and thoroughly. You don't need to do it."

"Oh, I see." Samantha lowered her gaze slightly, feeling a bit down.

It seemed that she had really upset Leonardo last night. Now, he wasn't even willing to ask her to help with the laundry. Not having to wash clothes and sheets should be something to be happy about, yet she didn't quite understand why she felt sad.

"Then I'll leave first..." she said weakly.

With a sense of desolation, she turned to leave. After she left today, Leonardo probably wouldn't want to see her again.

She was just an ordinary person, and Leonardo's willingness to interact with her was probably just for fun. But after what he said last night, that he found it meaningless, it seemed like he wouldn't seek her out again in the future.

She clearly resisted Leonardo's domineering closeness, yet she felt lost when faced with his indifference. Samantha thought she was being strange, maybe even crazy. She shouldn't have invested her feelings in someone like him.

"Hold on," Leonardo said behind her.

Samantha paused, suppressing the inexplicable joy that suddenly rose in her heart, then turned around. "Is there something else?"

"The weather is nice today. How about we go hiking together?"

"Hiking?" She glanced at the cloudy sky outside and pondered if such weather was really suitable for hiking.

Perhaps it was merely a formality, like the perfunctory way people asked someone to stay when they were about to leave. She should be more sensible and not read too much into it.

So, she smiled and shook her head. "No, I have class today."

"Or tomorrow?"

"Let's talk about it later."

"I'll drive you..."

She put down the bag of snacks, dusted off the crumbs from her hands, and gave Samantha a once-over. "You didn't come home last night. Weren't you out having fun with a guy? Didn't enjoy it? Why do you look so gloomy?"

Samantha panicked and quickly covered Layla's mouth. "What do you mean 'having fun with a guy'? Don't talk nonsense!"

With her mouth covered, Layla mumbled a few unintelligible words before finally giving in. She raised both hands in surrender, signaling that she wouldn't say anything more. Only then did Samantha reluctantly let go of her.

"Whew!" Layla took a deep breath to steady herself, but she couldn't help earnestly asking again, "Or was it because that guy was too intense and you just couldn't handle—"

"Layla!"

Seeing that Samantha was genuinely getting angry, Layla quickly covered her own mouth. "Not another word! I swear I won't say anything else."

Samantha looked exhausted. She sank into the couch without another word.

Layla sat down beside her, leaning in close. She reached out and pinched Samantha's delicate, adorable cheeks. "What's wrong? You look so upset. Don't tell me you had a fight with your boyfriend?"