Once Bitten, Twice Shy

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Timothy’s eyes sank suddenly and he clenched his big palms into fists.

He was still wondering just where Samantha would go so late at night and leave her baby brother. For a moment, he was worried whether something had happened to her.

The answer was just fantastic—she had appeared at a hotel with another man!

Ronald was puzzled as to why Timothy had not gotten out of the car yet. He was about to ask when he saw the man staring at the opposite side of the road. He could not help but follow along Timothy’s line of sight and his heart was stunned all of a sudden.

Why… Why was Samantha there? Who could the man beside her be?

The two of them seemed to know each other well and appeared to be rather close too. Coupled with their presence at a hotel in the middle of the night, the sum of all factors really was very ambiguous!

Ronald could perceive the terrifying hostility from Timothy without even having to look at his face.

He had entertained the idea that there was still a chance for Timothy and Samantha, but what else could be done when something like that happened out of the blue?

Ronald scratched his head, bit the bullet, and spoke weakly, “Mr. Barker, perhaps Ms. Larsson came here for something important. There has to be a reason for it, don’t you think?”

‘Come on, Ms. Larsson! I can only help you so much here. I hope it really is something important!’

Samantha and the man were still chatting with each other at the hotel entrance, they seemed to have created a bubble of their own and only had each other in their own little world.

Timothy stared at Samantha firmly, and the blue veins on the back of his hand started surfacing little by little. He closed his eyes and held back the anger that was burning in his chest.

There had to be a reason for it, right! Alright, let us see!

Timothy took out his cell phone and immediately dialed Samantha’s number.

The next second, he heard a cold reminder from the customer service tone: ‘The number you have dialed is busy…’

Samantha clearly was not answering the phone but the customer service tone told him that she was busy. That could only mean that Samantha had blocked his number.

Timothy was so angry that he smashed the phone onto the floor of the car, causing it to shatter with a thud.

Ronald has been paying attention to the big boss’s movements, and he was actually very pleased to see that Timothy finally listened to his advice and was not completely beyond help.

Unfortunately, he just did not expect Samantha to actually block Timothy’s number.

Ronald only felt that he was sitting on a roller coaster ride and was nearly losing his breath with all the ups and downs.

There was still hope for him to salvage the situation!

Ronald took out his cell phone immediately and handed it respectfully to Timothy, persuading him, “Mr. Barker, there might be some issues with your phone number, so use mine and call her. The least you can do is ask Ms. Larsson what’s her purpose there. It’d be terrible if it was all just a misunderstanding…”

Although he had practically lost his voice toward the end of that sentence, he persisted until the very end.

Timothy’s dark black eyes shot him a glance and it was so cold that he nearly passed away on the spot.

Ronald’s hand was shaking uncontrollably as he held the cell phone and he started questioning whether he should have just kept quiet.

Just as he thought his boss’s gaze was going to burn a hole in him, the palm of his hand lightened as Timothy took his cell phone.

He saw the man entering 11 numbers in a very nimble manner, as if he had dialed them countless times and it was second nature for him to remember those 11 numbers.

Ronald secretly wondered whether Timothy remembered Ms. Larsson’s number because he had a strong memory, or whether he had always remembered it from long ago.

Timothy pressed the dial button and put the phone to his ear.

…

Samantha’s phone rang all of a sudden.

She thought it was a call from the hospital and smiled apologetically at Alan before walking to one side. There, she took out her cell phone from her bag, only to see that it was Ronald calling her.

Why would Ronald call her at such a late hour?

Samantha was slightly confused but nevertheless answered, “Ronald.”

On the other side of the phone, Timothy’s extremely deep voice came, as if suppressing some emotions. “Where are you?”

It turned out to be Timothy!

If Timothy took the initiative to call her, it was probably Old Madam Barker who was forcing him to do it.

Samantha seemed to have to deal with Timothy at every turn and asked coldly, “What’s the matter?”

Timothy seemed unable to hear what she said and repeated his question again, “Where are you?”

Although she did not know why he would ask that question, she had previously told Old Madam Barker that she was in the hospital. To avoid any further issues, Samantha gave the same answer, “I’m in the hospital. I’ve already told Grandma ab—”

She was not even able to finish her sentence when she heard a beep from the phone. The call ended abruptly.

Samantha was speechless for a few seconds and could not help but curse to herself, “The hell’s wrong with him!”

He never answered her calls when she needed him, but then called her for seemingly no reason other than to irk her!

Samantha took a deep breath, put away the phone, then turned and walked back to Alan.

Seeing her petulant expression, Alan asked concernedly, “Who called you? Did something happen to your brother?”

“No.” Samantha shook her head. “It’s just…”

She thought for a while, but could not find a suitable term to describe the scumbag, Timothy. Finally, she continued reluctantly, “…a call from someone annoying. There’s no need to pay any attention to it.”

Alan could see that she was disinclined to elaborate, so he stopped the topic out of consideration for her and changed the subject. “As for your brother’s case report, the little saint needs some time to go over it. I’ll let you know as soon as I have some news.”

Samantha came to the hotel because she had received a call from Alan earlier. He said that the little saint would first have to look at Corey’s case report before deciding whether or not to take over the treatment for Corey.

Alan originally wanted to tell her that he would go to the hospital and get the case report there, but Samantha was already very anxious and furthermore did not want to trouble him anymore. That was why she personally sent the case file over.

Samantha knew that the little saint was only willing to look at the case because Alan must have spoken a lot of good things about her. She really did not know how else to thank him.

“Thank you, I really don’t know how else I can thank you.” Samantha was giddy with excitement and was practically speaking incoherently. “Dr. Sherwood, if you haven’t left Capital City tomorrow, I’d like to treat you to a meal. Actually, I think this treat is too long overdue.”

Alan had taken such good care of her when she was abroad and had helped her tremendously with Corey’s situation.

Alan smiled softly and readily agreed. “Sure, let’s have a meal then. I’ll come on time.”

“It’s settled then!”

Alan raised his wrist to check the time, then said, “It’s already late. Let me send you back to the hospital.”

Samantha was about to decline, but Alan had already walked ahead of her and called for a taxi. She shrugged her shoulders and could only accept his offer.

…

Timothy smashed the phone on the car floor again and laughed in anger.

Samantha said she was in the hospital but she had lied without batting an eye! Was that how she returned the favor to Timothy when he had tried his best to believe her?