Once Bitten, Twice Shy

Did Timothy catch what she did?

He did not trust her at the moment and was much more alert than before. If he suspected her in any way, it would be particularly troublesome for her.

Furthermore, she was unsure whether there was any connection between Timothy's second personality and that gentleman.

Samantha took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. She then squeezed out a smile and asked, "Have the guests already left?"

Timothy's black eyes continued to stare at her and he nodded gently. "Yes."

He then asked, "What are you doing here?"

Samantha pursed her lips gently and tried her best to speak in as natural a tone as possible. "I've been socializing with you all night and drinking, but I haven't gotten anything to eat. I'm hungry, so I came to have some cake."

She turned slightly to reveal the cake in her hand, which was missing two bites.

Timothy glanced at it and said nothing.

Samantha could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. She was lucky to have been quick-witted enough to reach behind and hid a slice of cake in her palm when she noticed that something was wrong earlier.

For the moment, it looked as though she succeeded to bluff her way through it.

At that point, Ronald came over and said respectfully, "Mr. Barker, the car is already waiting at the door."

Timothy nodded and shifted his gaze away from Samantha. He then stretched out his long legs and turned around to leave.

Samantha was speechless.

What in the world was he doing? Was he planning to leave all by himself and leave her to go home alone in the middle of the night?

Although she knew that Timothy's second personality was a scumbag with terrible behavior, she had still accompanied him to socialize tonight, allowed herself to be dressed like a doll, wore those high heels, and stood for several hours while drinking alcohol on an empty stomach!

What the hell was wrong with him? Did he actually burn his bridges after getting to the other side and treat her as less than human once she lost her value?

She looked at Timothy's tall and straight rear figure and was struggling hard to not take off her high heels and stabbing the man on the back of his head!

Unfortunately, she could not do that!

'He's ill!'

'He's very ill right now!'

'I have to be tolerant and patient! I'm an understanding person who shouldn't be offended over the actions of someone with an unsound mind!'

Samantha tried her best to comfort herself and quickly grabbed a tissue from the table. She then wiped her palms clean and lifted her skirt slightly to give chase.

At the hotel entrance, Ronald opened the car's rear seat door for Timothy to bend down slightly and get in.

All of a sudden, he felt the hem of his jacket being grabbed.

He froze instantly and turned around to look behind him, only to see Samantha standing there with an aggrieved look while clutching his jacket hem.

Samantha was a beautiful woman to begin with, but she looked even more stunning due to how she was dressed up that night.

She was only wearing a thin evening dress at that moment. The wind was quite strong outside and the temperature was extremely low, causing her body to shiver a little as she had a little frown on her face. Even the tip of her nose and her ears were red from the cold.

That, in addition to those soft, gentle, and beautiful dark eyes looking at him, could easily arouse feelings of care and sympathy in those that laid eyes on her.

However, Timothy looked at her for a few seconds with an unmoved expression and said insipidly, "What's the matter?"

Samantha was utterly speechless.

She wanted to drill Timothy's head open to have a look at what was inside. Did he have to ask that when she was looking at him like that?

Samantha once again repeated to herself, 'He's ill. He's very ill! Don't haggle so much about him!'

Her voice trembled as she spoke due to the cold wind. "It's really late, Timothy. Shouldn't you bring me home?"

Timothy frowned slightly.

Before he could refuse, Samantha quickly added, "Even if you're just pretending, you have to keep it up until the very end, right? Look around, there are plenty of people watching..."

Although the guests had all left, the hotel staff were all looking in her direction.

If Timothy simply left her behind, he would be making the headlines on the entertainment page again tomorrow.

The man looked up and glanced across the staff at the door, all of whom were peeking out from behind the curtains. Although he did not think they dared to leak any news out, but...

He then looked at Samantha's face again.

Her little face that was red with cold did seem...a little pitiful.

Timothy straightened his body and raised his chin at Samantha. "Get in."

Samantha immediately got in without hesitation as she was feeling very cold.

Timothy then went in immediately afterward.

Ronald closed the door, walked quickly to the driver's seat, then opened the door and sat in before starting the car.

The heater inside the car had already been switched on and Samantha rubbed her hands together before feeling herself coming back to life.

She glanced at Timothy and was speechless when she saw him sitting there blankly.

It appeared that playing the damsel in distress did not affect him whatsoever!

She still had a long way to go before she could gain control over Timothy's second personality!

20 minutes later, the car arrived at the apartment building but Samantha did not get off the car.

Timothy glanced at her. "What's the matter? Do you still need me to get down and send you to the door?"

The inner Samantha rolled her eyes at him.

'Seriously! I'd be better off hoping that the sun rises from the west rather than expecting a straight man like him to show any form of thoughtfulness.'

However, Samantha did not show any emotion on her face and maintained her smile. She turned her head to look at him and asked softly, "Since I've fulfilled your request, shouldn't you also fulfill your promise to me?"

Samantha did not have to choose that time to mention it, but she wanted to strike while the iron was hot. What if something untoward happened and Timothy was no longer willing to fulfill his end of the bargain?

Then she being his tool for the entire night would be in vain.

Timothy cocked his eyebrows slightly. "What is it?"

He was curious to see what Samantha wanted to do!

Even if she said that her conditions had nothing to do with her precious son, he believed that it would involve the boy somehow or rather.

Samantha looked intently at him with her dark and beautiful eyes. Her red lips parted ever so slightly as she said, "Go on a date with me, Timothy!"

A date?

Timothy's indifferent expression went blank for a few seconds.

He never imagined that she would make such an…unexpected yet funny request.

Did she honestly want to go on a date with him?

Timothy could not help but sneer.

Samantha seemed to have expected that reaction from him but she still looked at him and said seriously, "Do you think I'm joking with you? I'm being serious here!"

"Timothy, my condition is that you agree to go on a date with me."

The man looked directly into her eyes.

Her eyes were bright, luminous, and seemed to have a burning strength within them.

She did not look like she was playing tricks or joking with him.

Their relationship was supposed to be that of mortal enemies, yet she wanted to go on a date with him?

It was ridiculous!

Timothy's thin lips parted and his voice was as cold as ever when he asked, "Why?"