The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 102

Chapter 102: I’ll sleep in your room
Sam took a bit of time to explain, and of course, he couldn’t tell the whole truth.

After all, his relationship with Angel was too complicated, practically enough material for a drama series.

Sam’s explanation to his father was that this girl was a classmate and friend from school. With nothing to do over the summer break, and her hobby being painting, she followed Sam to Cedarwood to gather some painting materials.

This explanation was flimsy at best, full of holes. Robert looked at his son with eyes filled with doubt.

But what could he do? Besides, this girl was indeed special. It was hard to imagine how such a girl could be connected to his son…

She had a unique aura, appeared completely at ease, and even carried herself with the grace of an heiress, making Robert feel the need to be cautious around her.

Before getting into his old car, Robert felt somewhat embarrassed.

Sam was used to it, but he thought Angel would probably turn around and leave at the sight of the old and cramped vehicle.

However, to his surprise, the girl turned to him first.

“Where’s your jacket?”

“…”

Now that Angel had met Sam’s father, he couldn’t just send her away to take another car. With no other option, Sam sacrificed his jacket once again to serve as Angel’s seat cushion.

Robert watched the two young people through the rearview mirror. Even with his worldly experience, he was puzzled about what their relationship could be.

Just classmates? Impossible. Why would someone travel thousands of miles to Cedarwood just to be with his son?

If they were a couple… but then, there seemed to be no intimate gestures between them, and his son appeared more resigned than anything else.

In conclusion, Robert realized he no longer understood the youth of today.

Not very sociable by nature, Robert simply drove, knowing that prying was not his forte.

As the car left the crowded station behind, venturing into the narrow and rugged countryside, the towering buildings vanished without a trace. In the late afternoon light, everything seemed at its brightest.

The lush, green hills in the distance, the vast expanses of farmland, and the beautiful Cedar trees far off were all clearly visible. It was as if the countryside’s essence could penetrate the glass, the air feeling distinctly fresher than in Kuhang.

Angel, not one to follow trends or go with the flow, found herself captivated by the open landscapes and the unobstructed sky and clouds. She experienced an indescribable sense of freedom.

The further they moved away from the urban atmosphere and deeper into the countryside, amidst countless farmhouses, the more ordinary Sam seemed to become by Angel’s side. She realized she had never noticed this side of him before.

How should she put it?

He lacked the restlessness typical of youth, the desire to constantly show off.

Sitting by the window, he quietly observed the scenery outside, his face devoid of any obvious smile, his gaze as if reaching far into the distance.

His clean and fresh appearance, against the vast backdrop of the sky, seemed like the most natural and harmonious scene.

He might be the handsomest man in Kuhang, but he seemed even more suited to this place.

This thought unexpectedly crossed Angel’s mind.

Just before reaching his home, Robert couldn’t help but speak up.

“So… Sam, where’s your classmate staying?”

Knowing what Cedarwood had to offer, Robert was aware there were inns, but he doubted any local lodging could match this girl’s standards.

Where could she stay? Surely they couldn’t just leave her?

Sam looked ahead, then answered calmly.

“We have some spare rooms at home, we can make one available.”

Just like that, having her stay at their house? Without any preamble?

Before Robert could express his surprise, he heard the girl’s statement from the backseat.

“I don’t want to sleep in a different room.”

“Then where do you want to sleep?” Sam seemed somewhat helpless.

“I’ll sleep in your room.”

Robert’s pupils dilated uncontrollably!

What kind of conversation was this? Was this really something he was supposed to hear? The youth of today…

“Why would you sleep in my room? The guest rooms are much tidier than mine.”

“It’s decided.”

“I haven’t agreed yet!” Sam protested.

But Angel simply smiled, not looking at Sam but instead forward.

“Mr. Robert, it should be okay for me to sleep in his room, right? Don’t worry, I’ll pay for my stay.”

Robert quickly responded, “That’s no problem… no need for any payment, we’re not a hotel or anything… but you’re both still young, isn’t this a bit…”

He trailed off, finding it difficult to continue.

Then suddenly, there was silence from the back. Glancing in the rearview mirror, Robert saw Sam holding his forehead, while Angel’s cheeks were tinged with a faint blush.

What happened?

Weren’t they the ones who brought it up? Why did they become shy when he mentioned it?

Then he heard Sam say irritably, “Dad, she means she’ll sleep in my room, and I’ll go sleep in the guest room.”

“Oh… oh, I see… that’s what I thought, yeah, I didn’t mean anything else, really.”

“You better mean that.”

“Of course, that’s what I meant. What’s wrong with you, kid? Doubting your own father?”

“Fine, fine, I’ll shut up.”

As Robert resumed driving, he breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, it wasn’t as outrageous as he’d feared. His son was still sensible…

Angel regained her composure and glanced at Sam.

Sam, noticing her look, couldn’t help but whisper with a smile, “See, isn’t my dad kind of cute?”

Angel scrunched her nose. “You’re not cute.”

“Of course, I’m Sam, why would I need to be cute?”

“Conceited.” Angel rolled her eyes and looked out the window.

Sam leaned back in his seat. “Speaking of conceit, I don’t even rank in my own home. You haven’t met my sister… Hm? Right, Dad, why didn’t Ava come along?”

Robert answered without hesitation, “She’s been holed up in her room since this morning, fussing over something, probably getting dressed. I didn’t want to wait around and be late, so I came ahead.”

Angel’s gaze shifted subtly towards Sam. “She’s making such an effort because you’re coming back?”

Sam shrugged. “She’s always got a lot going on. I don’t really get it.”

“Alright, we’re here. Sam, help Miss Angel with her luggage. I’ll go tell your mom to get a room ready.”

“Okay.”

The car stopped in the yard.

Angel observed the yard, which naturally couldn’t compare to her own home’s garden. It lacked any sort of refined elegance, there were no artificial hills or precious flowers, just a simple setup.

The front yard had some weeds, a randomly placed table, and a disorganized barbecue grill. There were clothes drying on lines upstairs, the courtyard walls were mottled, and moss crept up the walls.

It was very simple, very modest.

Angel unconsciously frowned.

By then, Sam had already pulled the luggage to her side, smiling. “You see, nothing special, the conditions might even be worse than the lowest-grade hotel you’ve stayed in. So why come here and suffer?”

Hearing Sam say this, Angel looked up defiantly, her face glowing in the nearly evening sun.

“Don’t underestimate me. There’s nowhere I can’t adapt to, it’s just a matter of whether I want to or not.”

“Oh, tough talk,” Sam teased.

Angel snorted. “You should know whether I’m tough or not, haven’t you tasted it?”

Sam had only spoken in jest, but when she threw back such a provocative remark, his gaze involuntarily fell on Angel’s lips.

He instantly remembered their softness, like delicious jelly, tempting him to indulge.

Noticing Sam’s look, Angel also seemed to recall something, her cheeks flushing unnaturally.

But her pride wouldn’t allow her to show shyness, especially in front of Sam. She aimed to always keep the upper hand.

So, she proudly lifted her head, looking at Sam with disdain and provocation.

“Do you want to try again, right in front of your parents? Dare you to put your cock in my mouth right now.”

Sam indeed felt a momentary impulse, especially when he saw the girl’s stunning face, the moisture on her lips, and the arc of light in her eyes…

But just then…

“Brother!”

A delicate voice suddenly came from inside the house.

The familiar sound instantly pulled Sam back to reality, and he turned his head.

At the doorway, where the sunlight couldn’t reach, the first thing to appear was a pair of sexy, long legs.

The proportions of the legs were extraordinary.

Slender, firm, exuding youthful vitality.

Then came the unforgettable white dress from his memories, blossoming like a flower, creating ripples with her steps.

It was like a sudden wave on a previously calm sea.

When the light and shadow fell on her, the tall figure, skin so fair it seemed to shine with a gloss, and the long braid bouncing behind her head.

It was as if all the frames of memory had come together. Sam felt a surge of familiarity, and more importantly, a warmth known as familial love.

No matter how much they argued over the phone, seeing this girl… he couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of affection and indulgence.

She was just as lively, youthful, and beautiful as he remembered.

Watching Ava cross the threshold toward him, Sam couldn’t help but turn and walk towards her.

After so long apart, and all the tsundere banter over the phone, he thought he should give her the world’s best brotherly hug upon seeing her.

So, he opened his arms slightly, imagining in his mind the girl being embraced by him, then tsundere complaining but unable to resist relying on him.

What brother wouldn’t fantasize about such a scene?

Always claiming to dislike it, but how could he not admit that such a sister was the most adorable?

However…

“Snap.”

Sam’s wrist was accurately grasped.

Sam was taken aback, this wasn’t what he had expected.

He looked up, anticipating Ava’s uncontrollable joy, but it was nowhere to be seen.

Instead, he was met with her cold, unyielding facade, her gaze piercing through him, yet beneath it seemed to swirl a storm of grey.

“Ava, you…”

“Who is that?”

Sam paused, following her gaze to find Angel standing behind him, her demeanor proud and indifferent.

Sam cautiously replied, “Ah… a classmate who came over with me, said she’d stay here for a few days.”

“Stay for a few days?”

Ava’s gaze returned to Sam, and he swore he had never seen such a look in her eyes before.

It was as if… she was enveloped in a murderous aura!

She looked like she wanted to kill him!

Sam became even more cautious. “Ah… yeah, just a classmate…”

Ava nodded slightly, then smiled, but the smile beneath those eyes felt chilling.

Before he could speak, Ava released his hand and took a step back, creating a cold and distant barrier between them.

She was keeping her distance from him?

Moreover, she added with a smile, “Sorry, but I don’t know any man who randomly brings girls home. Who are you, again?”

“…Is this some new game? Is this what’s popular in Cedarwood these days?”

Ava seemed to completely ignore Sam’s words, stepping back again, this time positioning herself behind the door, then slowly closing it under Sam’s gaze.

“It seems my brother died in Kuhang… Oh, wrong, do I even have a brother? No, I don’t have a brother~”

“Bang.”

The door… was abruptly shut.

Sam stood there dumbfounded. What just happened?

What did he do wrong?

Wait, Ava isn’t like this!

Where’s the cute, coquettish, and tsundere sister gone?!

While Sam was still in a daze, Angel, with a smile, walked up to him. She looked at Sam as if mocking him.

“Your sister seems quite adorable, actually.”

Sam’s attempt at a smile was more painful than tears. It all seemed to be this woman’s fault, didn’t it?

“You followed me here, are you satisfied now?”

Angel patted Sam’s arm. “Don’t worry, I’ll help you solve this.”

“Ah?”

Sam was puzzled. What did she mean? How could she solve a situation like this?

Before he could gather his thoughts, he saw Angel effortlessly moving past him towards the closed door.

Her silhouette, her stride…

Wait!

What was she planning to do?