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Mysterious Little Wife novel Chapter 41

An hour passed. 

The rain tapered off. 

"Maybe we're in luck. Those snakes were not poisonous, after all—" Lacey muttered under her breath as she sat on the stone. 

She recalled how, after being bitten by a snake as a child, her hand began to bleed, and the pain followed. 

Meanwhile, it had been an hour since Sam was bitten by the snake.

Yet he was still safe and sound. 

It was enough to prove that the snakes were not poisonous. 

Lacey stood up with a sigh of relief, feeling more at ease. She spread her arms wide and stretched out hard.

"The rain is getting lighter. Let's head to the shore. They should arrive shortly to pick you up," Lacey said without looking back. 

Sam rose and walked out of the cave.

Vlakron was a tourist attraction all year round. The rain here came and went quickly. 

A hole gradually formed in the gloomy sky. 

Soon later, the azure hue began to spread from above. 

One in front of another, the two took the same route back to the beach. 

Sam remained ahead, looking around and taking note of their surroundings. 

They didn't encounter any snakes or insects this time, possibly because the heavy downpour had just passed them by. 

Shortly after, they arrived at the beach. 

"It's beautiful—" Lacey gasped.

All of the rainclouds vanished after the rain, and white clouds emerged. The sea was a beautiful shade of blue. 

Sam noticed her startled expression, and he frowned even more.

"Have you never seen the sea?" He asked.

Lacey was taken aback and turned to face Sam. 

She then broke into laughter. Her crescent eyes seemed to dazzle, but in fact, showed a hint of loneliness. "Not everyone has such luck and opportunity!" 

Lacey returned her gaze to the water. Mist began to form in her eyes. 

Her mother hadn't been so lucky, had she?

"If she was sick and needed money, why didn't you ask your father for it?" Sam went on to ask.

Lacey went completely still. 

She looked at the man with astonishment. Sam was staring at her as well.

His eyes were like charcoal fire in the bottom of a deep, dark well, making it hard to tell what was hidden inside. 

"Ha—" Lacey broke into another laugh. Her eyes were cold, and she sneered, "Sam, what's with the sudden concern? Why are you in the mood to mind my business?"

"Twenty million dollars is nothing to him. You're his daughter, so there's no reason why he can't help you, is there?" He took a step forward and questioned in a hostile tone. 

Lacey frowned as she locked her gaze on him. Her lips curved into a frigid, forlorn smile all of a sudden. 

"What if I told you they weren't willing to help and didn't care about us? What if I told you they were the ones who put us in harm's way? Would you believe me?" Lacey smiled as she stared at the man. 

Sam lowered his eyes slightly. His charming face was tinged with gloom. "Did he actually do that? But why?" 

Lacey raised her eyebrows in surprise. 

What kind of question was that?

Shouldn't he say something like, "How is that possible?" or cast doubt on her word? 

......

But why did he continue to ask?

Could it be that he was a little convinced?

"Why aren't you answering my questions?" Sam asked again when he noticed her dazing. 

Lacey lowered her gaze. Suddenly, she looked up and smiled sweetly. Her smile was like a sudden beam of sunlight illuminating the darkest corners of the room. "Sam, if you kept asking questions, I'd start to assume you're interested in me. Why else would you care so much about me?" 

A sneer flashed across Sam's narrow eyes at those words. "Dream on." 

Lacey smirked as she returned her gaze to the azure sea. 

Sam didn't ask any more questions. He noted the apparent grief in her eyes, however, when he turned his look sideways.

"It's beautiful. I envy these fish. If only I had that kind of freedom—" Lacey began to wobble a little and was about to fall into the water. 

Sam was taken aback. He hurriedly leaned in close and pulled her up. 

It was as if a giant was lifting a chick. 

"Are you mad?" Sam's gorgeous features glowed with rage. 

Lacey grinned. Her eyes looked clear and pure against the blue sea. "It's so salty—"

His rage was soothed by her dazzling smile somehow. 

"Rumble!" Just then, a tremendous noise erupted from above. 

Looking up, they spotted a helicopter approaching. 

Lacey rose from the ground and wrung out her clothes. She drew her hair behind her ears and said indifferently, "Lillianna is indeed worried about you. She came for you as soon as she could." 

Sam did not respond. His face remained as cold as ever. 

Two people immediately exited the helicopter as it landed slowly. 

"Sam!" From afar came a sobbing voice. 

A figure dashed over and crashed into Sam's arms. 

"Boohoo." The sobs of Lillianna were devastating. She was genuinely terrified of his disappearance.

"Lacey!" Theo, too, hurriedly came over. "Are you alright?" He asked in concern.

Lacey shrugged. "Do I look like I'm not?"

Theo breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank God. You both had us very worried!"

"Let's go home, Sam. Let's go home and never come here again—" Lillianna cried as she stomped her feet and glared at Lacey.

"Lillianna." Lacey smiled faintly.

Lillianna stood still, her eyes locked on Lacey. She wanted to scan if Lacey's clothing were still intact. 

In fact, Lacey's garments were in good condition and showed no signs of exposed skin. Gradually, Lillianna eased. 

It seemed that the two hadn't done anything too far. 

"Lacey, you scared the hell out of me!" Lillianna rushed over and grabbed her hand. "Do you know how worried I was about you?" 

Her brilliant act amused Lacey.

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