Chapter 1329
When Sam woke up late in the morning the next day, he was alone on his hotel bed.
He sprang to his feet right then—where was Quinn? Did she leave?
Was everything she said yesterday about trying to have a relationship a lie?!
He knew it.
He was going to wake up and realize that it was just a dream, and now, he did.
He was smiling coolly, the stinging sensation that extended from his chest overwhelming him just then.
Quinn was such a liar, tricking him into developing feelings for her. He never should have believed her-
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNonetheless, that was when the door opened.
Startled, Sam saw Quinn standing at the doorway, holding a bag.
She smiled at him, seeing he had woken up. "You're up? You were sleeping like a log."
Sam gulped, hiding how he felt just then.
Still, Quinn noticed his weird reaction and hurried to him." What's wrong? Your eyes are red..."
"Nothing." Sam turned away.
Even he would hate himself, since Quinn almost left him in tears when he thought she left him!
"Still feeling drowsy?" Quinn asked, not minding his hissy reaction-he always got irritable right after he woke up, and
she was used to it. "I just bought some of the capital's specialties—I'd like to eat outside with you, but I'd rather not
wake you seeing that you were sound asleep. I can ask room service to put everything in the fridge if you want to
sleep longer. They'll return it heated-"
"I'm up," Sam said. "I'll go wash up now."
"I'll wait."
"Yeah," Sam said, entering the bathroom and closing the door behind him.
When he did, he could not help putting his hand on his chest, where his heart was pounding.
Quinn was being serious with him...
He looked at his reflection in the mirror then and snorted. Who was he even talking to?!
Gruffly washing his face and rinsing his mouth, he stepped out when he was done.
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Quinn had laid out the food she bought neatly on the dining table and smiled as he stepped out. "Come, eat."
Sam's heart was racing again-this felt like something he would only see in a dream.
"I know you like it hot, so I ordered it extra spicy. See if you like it," Quinn said, eagerly putting food on his plate.
Sam took a bite, and it tasted just right-he certainly liked it.
"Is it good?" Quinn asked with a hopeful look.
"Yeah.” Sam nodded.
"Good. I've queued two hours for this, since it had rave reviews online." Quinn beamed-her hard work paid off, and
she felt a sense of accomplishment.
Still, Sam’s face fell. "You queued for two hours? For this? Are you crazy?"
"...You don't like it?" There was a flicker of sadness as Quinn looked at Sam-but he just said it was good! 1
And the look on his face said as much too... How could he just change like that?