The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 181

Chapter 181: I’ll keep these safe for a while and return them to you later
Actually, Sam had been sleeping soundly tonight.

He dreamt many beautiful dreams.

He dreamt of Angel kneeling on the ground, begging him not to leave.

He dreamt of Miss Alice holding him, saying that as long as he didn’t abandon her, and kept her in his heart, that was enough.

He dreamt of Zoe telling him, “I know a man as outstanding as you can’t belong to just one person, so I don’t expect to have you all to myself.”

He dreamt of Sophie…

He dreamt of Mia…

Even Ava appeared in his dreams…

Sam didn’t know why he could dream of so many people, but it seemed there was more to come. However, the continuation was abruptly cut off as he woke up needing to urinate.

Upon waking, he realized it was still the middle of the night.

It seemed he hadn’t slept for more than a few hours, having fallen asleep immediately due to exhaustion, and had forgotten to relieve himself before bed.

So, he had no choice but to end the rare and pleasant dreams.

Sam had to get up and go to the bathroom.

“Hmm?”

He hesitated at the bathroom door.

Because the door was closed.

And usually, when he was home alone, there was no need to close the bathroom door, at least not so tightly.

Had he forgotten? Maybe he had closed it on a whim before going out last time?

Sam questioned his own memory.

He turned on the light and entered the bathroom, which seemed normal.

“Forgot to wash my underwear again, sigh, I’ll deal with it tomorrow morning.”

Sam began to urinate.

It was a perfectly normal thing, and he didn’t notice anything unusual.

But for a moment, he felt as if a warm breeze had blown across the back of his neck.

He instinctively touched his neck and turned around, but there was nothing there.

It seemed it was really just the circulation of air.

Could this be a negative side effect of his enhanced attributes? Had his physical condition improved so much that his senses had become extremely sharp, allowing even a slight breeze to provoke a noticeable sensation?

He wasn’t sure, but after looking around and seeing nothing out of the ordinary, Sam, rubbing his hair, decided to go back to bed.

He was simply too tired, and only God knows how blissful it feels to wake up and realize you still have five hours before you need to head to school.

So Sam turned off the light and went back to bed, and before long, soft snores could be heard again.

At this time, a figure gradually emerged from the darkness.

Zoe let out a long sigh of relief.

She hadn’t been discovered.

It was a good thing her superpower also erased her scent; otherwise, with Sam’s keen senses, he would have definitely detected the aroma she left in the air.

It seemed she could relax, but Zoe couldn’t help but think back to the scene just moments ago.

It was somewhat shameful—she had been in the bathroom and had seen everything about how Sam urinated…

Although such a thing might seem perverse or even disgusting, Zoe unexpectedly found that she didn’t dislike it.

Especially when she noticed that even without an erection, Sam’s penis was impressively sized.

A flame of desire ignited within her.

It wasn’t as if she hadn’t been in contact with Sam’s penis before… she had even kissed it many times.

Remembering those moments, she couldn’t help but feel an urge.

She really wanted to rush into Sam’s bedroom right now and do something excessive and uncontrollable.

But she restrained herself, thinking of how exhausted Sam had seemed today, she couldn’t bear to disturb him.

Sam was already so tired; it was best not to bother him and let him rest…

With a sigh, her gaze fell on the underwear she had just touched…

“Sorry, Sam.”

Zoe picked them up, once again giving in to the uncontrollable urge to take a deep breath of their scent.

A look of greedy satisfaction appeared on her face as she clutched it in her hand.

“I’ll keep these safe for a while… I’ll return them to you later.”

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The rain had stopped.

On this morning, the heavy rain that had persisted for two days seemed to have finally ceased.

Sam, who had slept a satisfying good night’s sleep, felt as if he had died in a game and respawned with full health.

He felt incredibly healthy and full of energy.

The moment he got out of bed, Sam even felt like he could punch through the building with one fist.

Of course, that was just one of Sam’s idle fantasies.

The feelings of dejection from the previous night seemed to have evaporated with the morning mist. No obstacle was insurmountable, and whatever he had to face upon waking, he would have to confront head-on. Since evasion was not an option, he could only choose to face it directly.

Sam’s confidence was reignited.

He went to the bathroom to freshen up.

Since he hadn’t showered when he got home yesterday, he decided to take one in the morning.

After showering, he put his clothes in the laundry basket, ready to be washed in the washing machine, but…

“Hmm? Shouldn’t there be a pair of underwear here?”

Sam suddenly realized something was missing.

And it was underwear again!

But this time, something was off.

He clearly remembered seeing it when he went to the bathroom last night… Could it be a problem with his memory?

Impossible.

The underwear had simply vanished.

Just like previous incidents, it had mysteriously disappeared from his room, only to reappear just as mysteriously after some time.

Should he attribute it to supernatural forces like ghosts or spirits? Sam didn’t believe in that. At least, there were no ghosts or spirits around him, the system notwithstanding.

So it must have been someone who came into his room and took his underwear while he was asleep, and it was after Sam had used the bathroom… But who could it be?

The answer seemed quite obvious.

Zoe, it had to be her, only she could be the culprit.

Because her superpower was still a mystery, he had previously thought maybe she had none, but now it seemed she did have one, and it was related to stealth.

Perhaps she had the ability to enter his room very covertly, ignoring locks and walls.

This ability was a bit troublesome…

After tidying up, Sam got dressed and slung his backpack over his shoulder before opening his room door.

As Sam stepped into the hallway, the neighboring door opened simultaneously, as if triggered by a switch, in a coincidence that couldn’t have been more perfectly timed.

Turning around, Sam caught sight of a figure stepping out into the sunlight.

Her soft, long hair reflected the sunlight, showing no signs of dryness or frizz, cascading down like a glossy black waterfall.

She wore light makeup, a white short-sleeved blouse, and a long A-line skirt.

There seemed to be a slight change from her usual look, but it made her appear even more gentle and approachable.

Upon seeing Sam, a look of pleasant surprise crossed her face.

“Ah, Sam, what a coincidence to see you again.”

“Yeah…”

Sam thought for a moment, then continued.

“Sorry about last night. I was really tired and in a hurry to get to sleep, so I didn’t chat much…”

As he spoke these words, Sam’s face wore an apologetic expression, but his eyes were keenly observing her reaction.

Zoe’s expression seemed unchanged, only showing a hint of surprise as she looked at Sam.

“Ah, about last night? No worries, I could tell you were exhausted. Rest assured, I’m not the kind of woman who doesn’t understand. I just felt a bit sorry for you.”

“Is that so? I still feel a bit bad about it…”

“It’s fine, really. Just make sure you’re not overworking yourself, Sam. Remember to rest.”

“Sure, I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Let’s go then, or we’ll be late for work.”

“Alright.”

They walked downstairs together, bathed in sunlight, and throughout, Zoe appeared completely normal.

Even when Sam deliberately mentioned he hadn’t slept well, suggesting he heard some noises, she deftly deflected, giving away no signs of guilt.

They arrived at the bus station, where Zoe waved goodbye before getting into a taxi.

Sam boarded the bus headed for school.

Sitting by the window, he watched the cityscape whiz by outside.

Sometimes, the absence of flaws is a flaw in itself, and to someone who has already figured out the truth, even a watertight alibi can seem like a cover-up.

All this suggested that Zoe, despite her delicate appearance, had a remarkably strong psyche.

But pondering over this seemed pointless.

Upon reaching school, Sam changed his shoes.

This time, Louis wasn’t there as he switched footwear; instead, he caught up with Sam from behind as he walked down the corridor.

“Sam!” Louis’s voice carried a strange emotion.

Sam looked at him curiously.

“What’s up? Who’s got you riled up?”

Louis had a dark look on his face as he confronted Sam. “Turns out you’ve been lying to me!”

“What have I lied to you about now?”

“You said you and Angel were just friends!”

“Ah? Did I say that… Maybe I did, what about it?”

Louis’s eyes widened.

“I heard about it, loads of people saw you and Angel getting into the same car yesterday!”

“Lots of people… how many?”

Sam was taken aback, aware of the saying that good news seldom goes beyond the gate, while bad news spreads far and wide.

Louis thought for a moment.

“Maybe only about a class’s worth knew last night, but by now, probably the whole school’s heard.”

“Is it really that exaggerated?”

“Are you kidding? You think Angel’s just anybody? She’s a big deal at school, with her own fan club and everything!”

“Oh right, I almost forgot you were a member.”

“Cut the crap! That was in the past! Only in the past!!”

“It’s alright,” Sam said, patting Louis on the shoulder. “We’ll have a bright future too. We won’t be fans of anyone; we’ll be our own idols.”

“That’s… oddly inspiring, but wait, what was I about to ask you…?”

Louis genuinely couldn’t remember what he initially wanted to discuss with Sam, having been completely sidetracked by their banter.

It seemed impossible to get back to that now, as Louis was the type whose brain heated up with whatever was at the forefront of his mind, and once forgotten, it was forgotten.

However, Sam did indeed notice many different looks directed at him this day.

Even in the cafeteria, Milo leaned in close to whisper.

“Sam, is it true you’re with Angel? You’ve got Sophie already, isn’t that a bit much? I admit you’re handsome, but… does being handsome mean you can do whatever you want?”

Being handsome could indeed sometimes let you get away with things.

But Sam shook his head in denial.

“Don’t overthink it, there’s nothing going on. I’m not with Angel, nor am I with Sophie.”

“Oh, I see. That means there’s still a chance for us… Ah, I mean for us single guys, not me personally.”

Milo said, his face turning red.

Sam just smiled slightly and said nothing.

He wanted to tell him that even if he were enemies with those two girls, the other guys at school probably wouldn’t stand a chance.

The simple fact was, now that they knew Sam, any future boyfriends would inevitably be measured against him. How could girls as outstanding as them settle for less?

But there was no need to boast about such logic.

By the time school let out in the afternoon, the rumors persisted, with people still speculating whether Sam was dating Angel or if he was closer to Sophie.

Or perhaps both girls were Sam’s girlfriends!

Sam didn’t go straight home after school; instead, he headed to the activity classroom, intending to have a word with the meddlesome senior sister before starting his part-time job.

With a familiar clang, Sam pushed open the door to the activity room.

What met his eyes was the familiar sight of Isabella, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, looking soft and serene in the sunlight.

But the other usual figure, the girl who should have been sitting there reading, was absent.

“Why is it just you? Hasn’t she arrived yet? She’s getting lazier; you really should keep an eye on her.”

Isabella, however, looked at Sam with a grave expression as he walked in.

“Sam, you don’t know yet?”

“…Know what?”

“Sophie… she didn’t tell you?”

At these words, Sam felt a strange sense of foreboding. What was with this sudden heavy atmosphere?

He hesitated, looking at her. “Is she in trouble?”

Isabella let out a deep sigh.

“You really don’t know… Well, if I were Sophie, I wouldn’t tell you this kind of thing either, sigh.”

Sam was taken aback.

“What’s wrong with her?”

“She… sigh.”

“Just spit it out, what’s with all the sighing?”

The girl’s mysteriously somber demeanor and her hesitance to speak filled Sam with a sense of dread.

He knew that Sophie’s health had always been fragile; otherwise, she wouldn’t often take leaves of absence to recuperate. Could it be that she was hiding some unspeakable ailment… or even a terminal illness? Was she dying?

Surely it couldn’t be that melodramatic?

At that moment, Isabella sighed and handed a sealed paper bag to Sam.

“While there’s still time, you should take this to Sophie. She didn’t want me to tell you, but I think you should see her now.”

Sam felt that things couldn’t be as absurd as they seemed, but his heartbeat was inexplicably erratic.

He took the not-so-heavy paper bag.

“What’s this?”

Isabella shook her head, then turned to gaze out at the sun.

“Open it when you get there, promise me. Don’t be too sad, now go, she’s… waiting for you.”

Sam hesitated for a moment before turning and leaving the activity room.

He had considered countless possibilities and felt that none could be so bizarre, that his world couldn’t be so banal, for there had been no warning signs.

But recalling Isabella’s demeanor, he quickened his pace.

To be fair, Sam wasn’t too fond of Sophie’s personality, nor did he fully understand her story and secrets, but she lived in this world with strength and character.

Sam didn’t want Sophie to vanish in such an absurd way.

His steps involuntarily sped up, almost breaking into a run.

No matter what, don’t die, Sophie!

Otherwise, this novel would be just too ridiculous, wouldn’t it?