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The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

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Chapter 223

“Yes, it‘s horrible of me to see you in such a state, but I don‘t think it‘s fun at all. My heart is aching for

you. You can tell me if you‘re sad and angry, or you can hit me, bite me, or even vent your anger out at

me if you don‘t want to talk. Just don‘t hide yourself up in a corner and cry..” Samuel muttered.

Natalie‘s heart skipped a beat.

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But this has nothing to do with him. Is he not aware of it?Why is he still trying to comfort me

“Samuel, can you differentiate right from wrong?” Natalie scowled.

“Differentiating right from wrong?” He squeezed her tight and took a deep whiff of her herbal scent.

“You may be wrong in the eyes of the world, but you will always be right in mine. I don‘t care what

others think of me, I only care about how you think of me.”

Natalie went beet red upon his words.

She couldn‘t handle his sweet confession.

“Samuel, how many romance s did you read to come up with that?”

“Nat, I‘m speaking from the bottom of my heart.” Samuel hugged her tight and stroked her hair. He said

in a firm tone, “I know you have your goals. You yearn to become stronger, and I won‘t stop you from

doing so. In fact, I will be supporting you from behind. You can come to me whenever you‘re hurt or

tired. I will be a shoulder for you to lean on. I will have your back no matter what happens.”

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Natalie‘s eyes glistened with tears at that.

She had never felt so pampered in her life. The warmth she felt caused her defenses to crumble.

“Samuel, I want to have my revenge..” Natalie cried her heart out in Samuel‘s arms as if she was a

wounded beast. “They took away things that mattered to me most in my life. I have to get my revenge!”

For me, my mother, and my granddad.

It had been five years since she bottled up her anger and resentment.

This was the first time Samuel ever heard Natalie talk about her past hurts.