The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 202

Chapter 202: Then I’ll look forward to your arrival tonight
Sam forgot when he had fallen asleep on the couch. That unsettling, horrific night seemed to have passed.

Rubbing his somewhat swollen head, Sam felt that he had dreamt about something else the previous night.

After falling asleep a second time, he had slept deeply, and upon waking, he seemed to have forgotten the content of that dream.

Compared to the terror, horror, and even bloodiness of the first dream, the second should have been sweet—exceptionally sweet, it seemed.

Although Sam had forgotten the dream’s specifics, a vague memory lingered, as if he had felt warmth.

Even getting up felt beautiful, as if he had been genuinely comforted by someone. This feeling was rare.

But it struck Sam as odd—having a beautiful dream after a nightmare? Was that reasonable? Clearly not, it felt more like compensation.

Amidst the warmth in his heart, his mind harbored more confusion and wariness.

And when he got up, Mia was gone.

She must have left his place earlier, and the room seemed devoid of even her scent.

Mia’s early departure might have been a good thing for him. Of course, Sam didn’t think she was trying to spare him any trouble; after all, she probably still couldn’t face her sister on such a morning.

How to put it?

Alcohol is a curious thing, a part of some people’s obsession, and through its release, it becomes synonymous with decadence.

But often, some things, some people, some words, can only be expressed through the release provided by alcohol.

Sam stood up, just as the bathroom door swung open.

Aurora, with slightly damp hair, wearing a somewhat tight T-shirt, her long legs captivating even under the concealment of her pants, drew the eye.

True allure should be like this, even with coverage, the mere outline is enough to capture attention.

“Awake?”

Aurora casually wiped her body with Sam’s towel before sitting down on a chair in the living room, casually crossing her legs and looking at Sam with an air of nonchalance.

It was even a bold gaze. But gone was the ambiguity and the spur-of-the-moment impulse of the previous night, replaced by her usual composure.

Sam looked at her, puzzled.

“You just…”

“Took a shower in your bathroom,” she said.

Sam blinked.

“You used my shower?”

“What, do you have a thing about cleanliness?”

Aurora’s gaze grew even more peculiar.

Sam shook his head.

“I just like to keep things clean, it’s not a phobia. But you used my shower?”

Sam couldn’t comprehend Aurora’s behavior. She didn’t seem like the careless and casual type… to use a man’s bathroom for a shower, wasn’t she afraid of some kind of mishap?

It seemed Aurora only grasped Sam’s point after he repeated himself.

“Oh, relax. I don’t have a cleanliness phobia either, and your bathroom was quite clean. I don’t know why, but I woke up sweating last night, felt uncomfortable, so I had to take a shower. If it bothers you that much, I can pay.”

Sam couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

“What do I need your money for? If I had that in mind, I would have asked you for it last night.”

Aurora blinked and set the towel aside.

Her hair was gathered to one side, falling over her shoulder.

In this pose, Aurora didn’t give off much of a policewoman vibe, but rather that of a mature, dignified businesswoman.

Aurora looked at Sam and said, “What? Do I have to pay you for a kiss?”

Sam suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.

“What are you talking about! I was referring to you and Mia staying over at my place, not what you’re thinking!!”

What’s with this woman? How did she jump to that conclusion all of a sudden?

Sam had almost forgotten about what happened last night.

It seemed to come rushing back as he thought Aurora would tacitly agree not to mention it, treating it as a momentary impulse from the evening before.

But not only did Aurora bring up last night’s events, she did so without a hint of shyness, instead smiling at Sam.

“Wow, blushing, are we? I’m fine, what’s got you all red-faced? Don’t tell me you feel like you got the short end of the stick from a kiss?”

Sam glared at Aurora.

“Aren’t you a policewoman? Why are you acting like a hooligan?”

Indeed, that was the most accurate description of Aurora’s current demeanor.

Aurora pondered for a moment.

“Do you know that the more someone does something or fulfills a certain role over the years, the greater their need for the opposite becomes? So, you calling me a hooligan might not be too far off.”

She was invincible.

Not only could she justify her actions, but she was also remarkably candid, without a shred of shame.

But… hadn’t he heard this kind of talk somewhere before? Who was it? Sam couldn’t recall at the moment.

He rubbed his hair in resignation and stood up.

“Aren’t you going to work?”

“I’m good, I told my colleague in advance that I’m taking the day off. Are you that eager to get rid of me?”

Aurora watched Sam stand up, mainly focusing on his physique.

Every time she saw this guy, Aurora wondered why there were men like Sam in the world.

From his appearance, even Aurora had to admit he was flawless, radiating a youthful and sunny charm that nobody could dislike. Moreover, the bulge in his pants suggested an impressive size, leaving no room for criticism.

Looking at Sam, Aurora felt a strange sensation, as if this boy was a piece of art created by God to demonstrate how perfect a man could be.

So it seemed normal for him to have many women around him. If it were a slightly more ordinary girl, perhaps people would think she wasn’t good enough for him?

Sam shook his head.

“Just that I have to go to school, that’s all.”

Aurora nodded.

“You’re right, you need to go to school. Don’t worry, your place isn’t a five-star hotel, I won’t overstay my welcome. I’ll head back once my hair dries a bit.”

“Mhm. And about you and Mia…” Sam ventured.

Aurora let out a soft sigh.

“There’s been some progress. At least she’s shared feelings with me that she’s never expressed before. Only then did I realize how much pain she’s been harboring inside, heavier than I had imagined. But the process to completely change all this is still tough and long.”

“Then keep at it, I’ll be silently supporting you.”

Sam said this, but Aurora saw right through him, smiling at Sam.

“What’s this? Taking the benefits and then denying it? I don’t need your silent support; I need your active, substantial support.”

“What benefits… You’re the one who insisted on kissing me; I never agreed. And I’ve helped you once, that’s enough. Any more and she won’t listen to me next time. You think she’s that docile?”

“But Mia is quite docile around you, isn’t she?”

“That’s wishful thinking on your part. Anyway, I’m out of ideas, believe it or not.”

With that, Sam walked into the bathroom to start his morning routine.

Unexpectedly, while Sam was brushing his teeth in front of the mirror, Aurora leaned lazily against the bathroom doorframe.

Leaning there, she said, “I wasn’t joking with you last night. I sincerely believe you’re our only hope, and you’re the only one who can help us. I’m truly asking, no jokes, from the bottom of my heart.”

Aurora’s expression was indeed sincere, and this time she didn’t resort to threats or talk of deals.

However, Sam remained rational, knowing that getting further involved would only make things weirder.

So, he shook his head in the mirror, and after finishing brushing his teeth, he calmly said, “I still stand by my own judgment. If these issues could really be resolved by an outsider like me… then you, as her sister, would surely be able to resolve them too. You just haven’t found the way yet.”

Aurora disagreed.

“Sometimes those on the inside can’t see things clearly. Isn’t there a saying, ‘Love is blind’? Maybe it’s precisely because you’re in such a unique position that you can do all this.”

“What unique position?”

“What do you think?”

Aurora smiled, a hint of allure on her usually cold face, unexpectedly charming.

But Sam was no longer easily swayed by beauty before him.

“We’re just friends, nothing more.”

Aurora’s hair was now somewhat dry. She picked up her jacket and walked to the door, not needing Sam to see her out.

She turned her head to look into Sam’s eyes and then smiled.

“Sam, you really are a special man. But special people always have to do special things, face special responsibilities. You should be aware of that, right? Goodbye.”

With those words, she coolly opened the door and left.

As the sound of the door closing echoed, Sam seemed to confirm that she had indeed gone.

To say goodbye like this?

It felt somewhat inexplicable, yet it seemed to fit the style of this woman.

But her words…

Special people, special responsibilities?

Sorry, but those things have always been there, and Sam has been facing them for a while now.

Like the supposedly ferocious dragon that people think needs a hero to conquer, the hero has already witnessed its power.

The dragon slayer may have unparalleled glory, but the consequences of failure are more than anyone can bear.

Sam got dressed and then stepped out the door. This time, he ran into Zoe, who was as stunningly mature and beautiful as ever.

“Sam, you seem to have been coming home late these past few days,” she remarked.

“Have I?”

“Mm-hmm… I wanted to invite you to have dinner with me, but you’ve been out several times.”

Zoe said this with a smile on her cheeks, revealing a slight sense of disappointment.

Sam was indeed aware that he had been coming home late these past few nights, even spending some nights out entirely.

But the truth was not something he could share, nor could he say he was working late at the convenience store—after all, it was close to home, and Zoe knew where he worked. It wasn’t beyond the realm of possibility that she had already dropped by the convenience store to check.

So, Sam could only offer an awkward smile and say, “I’ve been busy with some club activities at school these days, so I’ve been getting back late. I’m really sorry.”

Zoe’s face flushed slightly.

“There’s no need to apologize… I thought maybe Sam didn’t like my cooking, and that’s why you didn’t want to come back…”

“How could that be? I’ve always liked the meals you make. I can even remember how delicious they are right now.”

“Really? Then, will you join me for dinner tonight?”

Looking into Zoe’s eager eyes, which shone in the autumn morning light, Sam knew he had spoken too much.

“Is it appropriate…? Wouldn’t it be too much trouble? Besides, I’m not sure what time I’ll be back today,” Sam said hesitantly.

Zoe immediately shook her head.

“How could it be inappropriate? Don’t worry, it’s just a matter of cooking for one more person, no trouble at all… And recently, my company is testing a batch of new clothing products, and they’ve asked me to take some home to try. I was hoping Sam could help me evaluate them. It might not be appropriate to ask someone else, I’m too shy…”

You’d better be genuinely shy, and not trying to seduce your neighbor.

That’s what Sam thought to himself, but he didn’t voice it. He also remembered that Zoe’s company was some fashion brand, though he didn’t know the specifics and hadn’t delved deeper into it.

“I’ll try to come back early then, and if something comes up, I’ll let you know in advance.”

“Mm-hmm, great! Then I’ll look forward to your arrival tonight~”

“But… what kind of clothes are they? I’m just a bit curious, nothing more.”

Curiosity is a common trait, regardless of age. Yet Zoe’s cheeks flushed even redder, as if she had thought of something.

Then, biting her lip in a thoroughly enticing gesture and leaning in close to Sam as if to prevent passersby from overhearing, she whispered,

“I can’t tell you now… but I think you’ll be very satisfied. Please look forward to it~”

Satisfied? What kind of clothes could they be?

===

Meanwhile, in a certain room.

“Are you done writing?”

Angel looked down at Selena, who was busy writing.

The young girl lifted her head and handed a piece of paper to her sister.

“I’ve finished writing… but why are you suddenly interested in this kind of thing? I’ve never heard you mention such interests before.”

Angel glanced at the content on the paper and nodded with slight satisfaction.

“Not bad, my care for you hasn’t been in vain.”

Selena watched as Angel tucked the paper into her backpack, then smiled at her.

“From now on, I’m going to show some people that there’s no battlefield Angel dares not enter, no war Angel dares not fight.”

Selena looked earnestly at the girl with the unique aura.

“That’s so cool… but can I have my game console back now?”

“Game console? What game console?”

“No, you promised. If I helped you write this, you’d give me back my game console!!”

“Did I? I’ve forgotten. Let’s talk about it next time, this doesn’t count.”

“…”

Ignoring the wails behind her, Angel put on her shoes and stepped out of the entryway.

The moment she settled into the back seat of the car, the autumn scenery was framed in the small car window.

Some people probably don’t know yet, right? Of course, how could they have guessed…

The real BOSS.

The one and only queen.

Now, her true descent is imminent!