The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 197

Chapter 197: Did you sleep with Angel last night?
“Thump! Thump! Thump!”

Sam had just arrived at the office and hadn’t even spoken a word when Alice started to lash out physically.

Sam himself hadn’t expected her to vent her anger in such a direct and violent way. It was too simple and crude.

Perhaps this was the true nature of humanity—sometimes words just couldn’t express feelings.

Sam didn’t fight back.

After Alice finally seemed a bit weary and returned to her chair, ceasing her venting on him, Sam looked at the marks on his body. These minor injuries were nothing to someone with Self-Healing abilities like Sam.

At least this showed that Alice still had some restraint when it came to Sam.

“Are we done?”

Sam looked at the teacher, who, despite some sweat, did not lose any of her beauty and allure.

Alice gave Sam a cold glance.

“Are you built to take a beating?”

Sam chuckled.

“Of course, a punching bag specially prepared for Teacher Alice, high quality and won’t hurt your fists.”

“Cut the smooth talk. Did you sleep with Angel last night?”

Sam shrugged.

“You already know?”

Alice looked at Sam with a cold smirk.

“Your social media profile picture changed. How could I not know?”

Sam had nothing to hide.

“Yeah… she asked me to change it. You know, there are many things I can’t resist when it comes to her.”

“But you seem quite capable of provoking me.”

Alice was breathing slightly heavily, her chest rising and falling dramatically.

“How could that be… You should know, Teacher Alice, that for someone like me, it’s normal to have a little mishap now and then.”

Of course, Alice knew what this student was up to; after all, Sam’s ‘truths’ were first confessed to her.

But Alice didn’t believe Sam would succeed, nor did she think any girl would truly accept such a peculiar relationship.

“Why hasn’t a bolt of lightning struck you dead yet?”

Alice’s cold gaze bore into him, her words laced with a curse as she was clearly still fuming.

Sam was far from intimidated; he even dared to inch closer to the now seemingly dangerous Alice.

“If I were really struck dead by lightning, Teacher Alice wouldn’t be able to see me anymore. Wouldn’t you find that a pity?”

Alice watched the boy who dared to approach her.

She stretched out her leg, clad in high heels, and planted it firmly on Sam’s thigh, seemingly to halt his advance.

“Why should I feel any regret? I wish you’d drop dead right now.”

But Sam reached out his hand.

Gently, he cradled Alice’s shapely leg, the lace of her panties barely visible beneath her form-fitting skirt.

“I don’t believe it. I think Teacher Alice still has a soft spot for me.”

As Sam spoke, his palm gently slid up her thigh, while his skill, Hand of Desire, continued to take effect.

Alice felt that familiar, heart-fluttering touch, especially potent within the school’s confines.

Alice’s eyes followed the movement of Sam’s hand. She reached out and pressed down on Sam’s wandering hand on her leg.

“What are you doing? Didn’t you get enough last night? Why can’t you behave now? Or did she not satisfy you?”

Sam looked at Alice with a smile.

“Well, Angel is beautiful, but Teacher Alice, you’re far more tempting.”

Alice suddenly withdrew her leg and then grabbed Sam’s collar.

Sam almost lost his balance, stumbling forward slightly.

Had his hand not found the desk in time, he might have fallen right on top of her.

Their distance closed abruptly, and he could see her perfect face up close. Their noses nearly touched.

She whispered just in front of Sam’s eyes.

“Is that so? Then tonight, you’ll have a chance. Go to the same place you were last night, only this time, it’ll be just you and me. How about that?”

It was no longer a hint; it was an outright proposition.

Sam blinked.

“This might not be such a good idea. There’s class tomorrow, and I’m afraid of being late again… Uh!”

His words were abruptly cut off.

Alice had already reached out and seized his cock.

Her grip was forceful, far from gentle—it was practically an ambush.

This was no mere flirtation; it was a cunning move, a lost art of striking below the belt.

Sam’s expression instantly became a spectacle, while Alice let out a cold laugh.

“Are you worried about being late for school? Or is it that after last night’s indulgence, your body can’t take it anymore? With your stamina, you think you can maintain a harem? Do you think you’re up to it?”

Sam’s face twisted involuntarily, his breathing becoming erratic. “My body is perfectly healthy… but please, be gentle. If you break it, there won’t be a second one.”

Alice released her grip and pushed the boy, who was almost on top of her, away, then looked at Sam with disdain.

“You still carry her scent on you, and I don’t like that smell.”

Sam rubbed his clothes and then said.

“This is a fresh outfit I put on this morning.”

“Time’s almost up, get back to class. I can’t stand the sight of you.”

This was the advantage of this world; lunch breaks were short. Aside from eating, there wasn’t much time for anything else.

Sam looked at her.

“Is everything okay now?”

Alice’s cold laughter returned.

“Is that it? You think I’m that easy? It’s just not the right time, but wait, I’ll be coming for you soon…”

“Is there something you need?”

Sam immediately became alert, unsure of what this woman was planning.

Alice smiled seductively.

It seemed she had guessed Sam’s thoughts. Although her hypnotic superpowers were ineffective on him, her experience and teacher’s intuition still allowed her to manipulate the situation.

“Don’t be in such a hurry. Some things lose their fun if revealed too early. You’ll find out in due time.”

Sam pondered for a moment before speaking up.

“I’m mainly worried about things popping up unexpectedly. What if I don’t have time to prepare…”

“It’s likely to be over the weekend. You’d better make time for me, even if you have to clear your schedule. If you’re really that swamped, I can swing by your place.”

“I’ll try my best. I’ve got to go now.”

“Beat it.”

“Oh, right.”

Suddenly, Sam stopped in his tracks.

Alice furrowed her brows. “What now?”

Sam pointed at Alice’s leg, the one he had touched earlier.

“Recently… forgot to trim my nails, seems like I snagged your stocking. You’d better change it.”

“What?!”

Sam immediately turned and bolted, not giving himself a chance to make amends.

Alice had no intention of chasing after him.

She just looked at her leg with a puzzled expression and indeed, there was a subtle flaw that wasn’t so noticeable before. She sighed in resignation.

“That guy, he did it on purpose, didn’t he?”

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“Can’t we talk this out? Why are you lifting that chair?”

“Sam, you’ve betrayed our faith, betrayed the friendship between us! What’s left to talk about!”

“Fine, let’s not talk then. Go ahead, smash it.”

“…It’s pointless.”

With a sigh, Louis put the chair down.

Sam watched with a smile as Louis seemed to deflate beside him.

“Is it really worth it? It’s not a big deal.”

Louis shook his head.

“You don’t get it. Watching a good friend drift further and further away, feeling like they’re no longer in the same world as you, it’s incredibly bleak and lonely.”

School was over, and these two boys were the only ones left in the classroom.

Louis gave Sam a sidelong glance.

“I never thought you’d actually get involved with the Heiress.”

“Can you not talk like that?”

“I’m already doing you a favor by understanding. What more do you expect?”

Sam chuckled and nodded.

“Alright, whatever you say.”

Louis then poked Sam’s arm with his finger.

“What’s it like dating Angel?”

It seemed as if he had let go of the heaviness in his heart, and curiosity took over. The concept of romance was quite alien to Louis, even though he always proclaimed himself a champion of singlehood, looking down on all couples with disdain.

But deep down, Louis yearned for a beautiful love affair, fantasizing about meeting an ideal girlfriend with whom he could have a sweet romance. Yet, as days passed, nothing seemed to change except for his age creeping up; life remained the same.

The idea of love seemed unimaginable, let alone dating a girl like Angel.

Sam pondered for a moment.

“It’s really just okay, I guess. You’ll understand when you start dating yourself. There’s no difference… Why are you looking at me like that?”

Louis replied with irritation.

“Ever heard of the saying ‘too much of a good thing can be bad’?”

Sam took a deep breath, picked up his backpack, and stood up.

“Actually, it’s not as exaggerated as you think, Louis. When you start a relationship, maybe then you’ll understand the burdens I’m carrying. What seems beautiful on the outside isn’t always truly wonderful. Sometimes, heaven and hell are just a thought apart.”

Sam patted Louis on the shoulder and walked towards the door, leaving the classroom behind.

…

With some time to spare before class, Sam decided to check out the club activity room.

As he approached the door, an unusual silence greeted him. It was so quiet it seemed as if there wasn’t a soul inside.

He had considered the possibility that after what had happened, Sophie might not show up at the club today. Probably the only person there would be Isabella.

Even without any particular reason, Sam still wanted to take a look.

With a clatter, he calmly slid open the large door to the club activity room.

Someone looked up; it was Isabella.

Her presence was expected. Isabella sat there, as graceful and serene as ever, smiling gently at him as if his arrival was anticipated.

But what surprised Sam a bit… was the presence of another person.

She didn’t look up, just kept her eyes on her book.

It seemed she hadn’t heard the noise, or perhaps… she simply didn’t care about Sam’s arrival.

Sophie sat there, like a statue of a serene goddess.

The sunlight caught her eyelashes, giving them a slight shimmer, making the depths of her eyes glow amber-like and translucent.

Sitting upright, she focused on her book, showing no intention of looking up.

Yet, as time passed, each frame of the scene seemed so perfect, as if it could be etched in Sam’s memory forever.

Isabella was the first to speak.

“Sam, you’re a bit late, aren’t you?”

Sam, with his backpack, walked in and gently closed the door behind him.

“Just got caught up chatting with a classmate, I’m a bit late. I see both of you are here.”

Isabella smiled and said, “Who did you think wouldn’t be?”

Sophie still showed no reaction.

Of course, Sam couldn’t possibly speak the truth.

“Just making small talk, like a casual greeting.”

“Is that so~”

Isabella nodded, her expression one of understanding without the need for words.

Sam instinctively took his usual seat, which was right beside Sophie.

But as soon as he sat down, Sophie shifted her chair to create some distance between them.

It wasn’t much, but it was a clear signal.

Sam hesitated for a moment. Then he too shifted his chair, inching closer again.

This time, Sophie’s expression began to change; she furrowed her brow and once more moved her chair slightly.

Sam followed suit and moved his chair as well.

This continued three or four times.

Sophie had run out of space to move; any further and she’d be sitting outside on the windowsill.

With a look of utter exasperation, she lifted her head and glared at Sam.

Sam blinked innocently at Sophie, his face the picture of innocence.

Sophie, without a word, stood up and went to sit beside Isabella.

Isabella blinked, her face lighting up with surprise.

“Wow, is it my turn to be favored today?”

Sam watched Sophie, who was venting her dissatisfaction with him in this manner, with a smile.

“Something seems off today.”

Isabella nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, it feels like the sun rose from the west.”

“Oh? Why would you say that, senior?”

“Because someone actually changed their profile picture, and it’s even a group photo.”

Sam doesn’t know how to answer, but chooses to remain silent.

Soon after, Isabella spoke with a look of concern.

“Ah, what are we going to do? The club’s unity that we’ve worked so hard to build is now ruined.”

Sam couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

“So why did we have to do this camping trip in the first place?”

Without that camping trip, would any of this have happened?

If he had just stayed home playing video games, would things have turned out this way?

It was all Isabella’s fault, when it came down to it!

Of course, these thoughts were best kept to himself; saying them out loud would be disastrous.

Isabella smiled at Sam.

“Was it the camping trip that was the problem, or was it that someone’s accumulated issues all burst out at once? I’ve always been quite against campus romances…”

“Can you two cut it out?!”

Sophie had reached her limit.

Although it seemed like Isabella’s every word was a jab at Sam, the more Sophie listened, the more she felt implicated.

Finally, Sophie slammed her book down on the table, her gaze burning with anger at the two of them.

Isabella glanced at Sam and blinked.

“Eh, is there someone else here? I thought it was just the two of us.”

Sophie glared at them, clearly irritated.

“Having fun, are you?”

Seeing Sophie’s displeasure, Isabella quickly responded.

“Of course not, we’re just joking with you. After all, don’t you think it’s boring if only two people in a club are talking?”

Sophie scoffed at them.

“You were getting along fine just now, weren’t you? It seems you can manage without me. Maybe I should just quit today?”

Hearing this, Isabella’s face fell, panic-stricken. After all, the club couldn’t officially exist without at least three members.

She immediately grabbed Sophie’s hand, her eyes pleading, devoid of any senior’s poise.

“You can’t do that, Sophie! Our club can’t lose you. Have pity on your senior. It wasn’t easy to start this club. How about I give you half of the earnings from our last barbecue sale?”

Sam was taken aback. There was such a deal?

He cleared his throat.

“Cough cough, actually, I’ve been considering leaving the club too…”

Isabella didn’t even turn her head.

“Sam, if you want to quit, you can write your application now, and I’ll sign it immediately. Oh, you don’t even need to write one.”

“…”

What kind of response was that!

Sophie started packing up her bag.

“That money includes my share too, you think you can keep it all?”

Isabella replied, “That’s not it at all. In fact, I donated all of it to the charity on the spot.”

“I spent money on the ingredients too!!”

Sophie seemed indifferent to everything else, but she was particularly sensitive about money.

Isabella’s smile was radiant.

“The atmosphere that day was such that not donating would have been too much, right? But don’t worry, we can recoup your losses from somewhere else.”

“Somewhere else?”

“Yes, we’ll come up with a plan. We’ll have Sam go out and sell barbecue to make money. It’ll be a hit!”

So Sam was still the free labor?

Sam couldn’t get a word in edgewise, and now he had an extra task?

Sophie just glanced at Sam. “I don’t care about the money he makes.”

With that, she picked up her bag and walked away.

Isabella was taken aback.

“Hey, where are you going, Sophie~~!”

“Home. You guys are annoying.”

With that, Sophie left the room, making a clean exit.

Isabella turned to Sam.

“Aren’t you going to chase after her? Because of helping you, Sophie has started to dislike me.”

Sam replied irritably, “You better be doing this just for me.”

“Go after her already.”

Sam shook his head.

“No, when have I ever chased anyone? Don’t you know the value of my name? Just wait and see, under my charm, she won’t last long…”

“Clang.”

The door suddenly opened.

It was Sophie, who had returned. Sam’s expression instantly became awkward.

He wanted to laugh at the girl who had a cold expression but had obviously heard everything.

But he couldn’t muster a smile!

Sophie walked in calmly, picked up her forgotten phone, and headed to the door.

During this process, no one spoke.

Then, as Sophie reached the door, she suddenly stopped.

“Sam.”

“Huh?”

This was the first time today Sophie had called his name, but her tone was chilling.

She didn’t turn around, only her silhouette was visible.

“You two might as well die together, so you don’t hurt anyone else. I wish you a hundred years of discord, never finding peace.”