Once Bitten, Twice Shy

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‘He wants me to guess?’

Timothy’s words were frequently very vicious and he was particularly blunt when he spoke. What could be his most commonly used phrase?

Samantha answered softly, “Get lost?”

“Guess again.”

Samantha thought for a moment and shook her head when she could not think of anything else. “Just tell me.”

Timothy had a little smirk and he spoke in a sweet voice, “I told her that I’m married.”

“What?”

‘He’s quite gentle this time…’ That thought had just appeared in Samantha’s mind when she heard Timothy’s next sentence. “My wife looks so much better than you.”

As it turned out, he was still the same old Timothy!

Although those words were pretty harsh, Samantha could not stop smiling and nodded affirmatively. “That’s a very good response.”

Timothy smiled. “What’s my reward then?”

Samantha looked left and right, then placed her fingers on her lips. She then stretched out her arm and pressed those very same fingers on the man’s lips.

“Your reward is a kiss!”

Timothy grabbed her slender, white wrist and took a bite on the inside.

That touch caused Samantha’s hand to tremble slightly and she instinctively retracted it. Her big round eyes stared at him and she said, “We’re in public! Don’t do something so…naughty!”

Timothy laughed.

She was the one who teased him first and yet she was the one who lashed out at him.

The waiter laid out the dishes one by one and a delicious aroma reached their noses.

Samantha unconsciously gulped. She picked up the knife and fork and was about to cut her steak, but the man in front of the plate reached out and took it away.

She blinked and looked blankly at him. “Why aren’t you letting me eat?”

Timothy looked askance at her. “I’ll help you cut it.”

It turned out that Timothy wanted to help her cut the steak into small pieces.

Samantha felt a little awkward because she did everything by herself during her two years abroad. She did not know how to react at that moment because it had been too long since she had the chance to let herself be doted on.

Soon, however, her heart was overwhelmed with sweetness again.

Timothy used to help her cut steaks or peel off shrimp shells in the past. Those were acts that she once took for granted and had since lost, but looking back, she finally realized how precious it was.

Perhaps Timothy had feelings for her, at least a little bit, in the past. Had that not been the case, he would not have done such tiny little things so naturally and smoothly.

Samantha rested her chin on one hand and stared intently at Timothy. She then tested the waters by demanding more of him, “You are going to help me cut the steak into heart-shaped pieces, aren’t you?”

Timothy’s hands stopped moving instantly. “Heart-shaped pieces?”

“Yeah, that’s how other people’s boyfriends and husbands cut stuff.” Samantha began to conjure up some nonsense.

“Childish,” Timothy snorted coldly. “Do I look like I know how to cut in heart shapes?”

Samantha shrugged. “It’s okay if you don’t know how.”

Timothy looked as though he was in no mood to be paying attention to her. He lowered his eyes and continued to cut the steak.

A few minutes later, he picked up the plate and placed it back in front of Samantha. She looked down and saw that the steak had been cut into little heart-shaped pieces.

Samantha could not hold back her amusement and laughed out loud.

She looked at Timothy with a smile on her face. “Didn’t you say it was childish? And that you didn’t know how to cut out little heart shapes? What’s this then?”

There seemed to be a faint redness on the man’s cheeks but his tone was cold. “Are you going to eat it or not?”

Samantha kept quiet at once.

If she kept on teasing, he might get angry out of shyness.

However, she felt reluctant to eat those heart-shaped little pieces.

After thinking for a moment, Samantha picked up her phone and clicked on the camera app. She tried to find the most flattering angle for the heart-shaped steak pieces and took a picture of it.

Then she clicked on her WeTalk Moments and uploaded that photo with the text: [A gift for my celebration dinner.]

One minute later, Rochelle left a comment: [Blegh.]

Samantha replied with a zany face emoji.

Two minutes later, Ronald left a message: [Work makes me happy!! I shall be the one to start the trend of refusing public displays of affection!!]

Samantha replied to him with a head-scratching emoji.

Three minutes later, Zachary left a message: [Timmy! Oh, Timmy! Are you still the same Timmy that I used to know? Blink twice if you’re kidnapped!]

Samantha replied: [The one and only.]

She also added a silly face emoji at the end of her comment.

Since Samantha’s appetite had returned, she enjoyed her meal thoroughly and practically finished all the food.

She even let out a huge burp when she walked out.

Timothy chuckled when he saw that. “That delicious?”

“Absolutely!” Samantha nodded without hesitation.

The food was delicious, the main point was that she ate with the man she loved.

When they drove back to the villa, Timothy got out of the car and walked around to the front passenger seat. After shielding Samantha while she came out, he said softly, “Go on in.”

Samantha could not help but ask, “Are you going back to the company?”

“Yes. I still have to handle some matters.”

It should not come as a surprise, since he had postponed his work just to accompany her to dinner and celebrate her success. He had to make up for the lost time.

Samantha raised her hand to help him adjust his collar and said softly, “Don’t work too late. Rest as soon as you’re done.”

“Okay.”

Samantha tiptoed and kissed him on the cheek. “I’m going in. Drive safe.”

Timothy squeezed her nose with his long fingers and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice. “Speak properly. Don’t go seducing me.”

“…Who’s trying to seduce you? You’re obviously the one with all those dirty thoughts!”

Samantha complained, then pushed him away before turning around. She dashed into the house, fearing that he would come forth and capture her.

Timothy remained still and hooked his lips as he looked at her from behind.

If he had a choice and could skip going to the company, he would have set that little woman straight.

Timothy’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down a couple of times. He pulled off his tie and allowed the cool breeze to blow on him for a little while. He re-entered the car after that, then started the engine and drove away from the villa.

…

Inside the apartment hotel, Harmony came out of the shower and glanced at her cell phone. She frowned when she saw that there were no messages or missed calls.

After taking her seat on the sofa, she clicked on WeTalk and scrolled casually on her WeTalk Moments.

As soon as she scrolled to the latest post that Samantha uploaded, she stopped scrolling and stared at the picture as the glow in her eyes darkened considerably.

‘A gift for my celebration dinner.’

Harmony’s lips curled up into a cold and sinister smile.

She quit WeTalk, gave the ‘1’ key a long press, then dialed Timothy’s number.

The dial tone rang in her ears, but the call finally connected right before it was about to hang up automatically. The man’s low and sweet voice came from the other end. “Yes.”

“Tim.”

Harmony spoke in a trembling and hoarse voice, as if she had just cried. “I’m very unhappy.”

There was no response from the man.

Harmony did not mind in the slightest. She sounded a little choked and continued, “You probably know all about what happened with the competition, Tim. I don’t care about being the winner, but…

“…I will join Lychee TV!”