The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 215

Chapter 215: Please speak normally to your daughter’s boyfriend, and don’t flirt with him
The sudden voice brought their kiss to an abrupt halt.

It seemed a young couple had gotten carried away, forgetting that they were only in the courtyard, not in the privacy of a secluded room.

So when Celeste happened to pass by, she immediately caught sight of the two in their intimate embrace.

Their faces pressed close together, Sam with his arms around the girl’s waist, and her daughter holding onto her godson’s neck.

The scene…

It must be said, although somewhat awkward, was quite a sight to behold.

A handsome man and a beautiful woman, both far from ordinary in terms of looks, such a pair could easily become the center of attention anywhere, worthy of being captured in precious photos on everyone’s phones.

Sam quickly released Angel’s waist and separated their lips.

Angel, however, frowned in annoyance. She hated being interrupted when immersed in something, whether it was painting or kissing Sam.

But this was her mother, and it seemed there wasn’t much she could do about it.

Yet Angel’s hands remained firmly around Sam’s neck as she turned to face her mother.

“Weren’t you taking a nap?” Her expression and tone were filled with dissatisfaction.

Sam wanted to step back, to at least stand aside with some semblance of decorum. What was this posture? Some kind of performance?

Celeste just smiled slightly.

“I had enough sleep, and when I heard Sam was here, I came out to see. It looks like I’ve stumbled upon quite the scene.”

She said this with a healthy flush on her cheeks. This woman, seemingly untouched by the years, exuded a mature and graceful beauty.

Her figure was a perfect blend of voluptuous and slender, and her height was just right.

She was currently dressed in a soft white dress, with a pink shawl draped over her shoulders.

Between her sensual, bony neck and collarbone hung a necklace with a sparkling diamond that dipped into her ample cleavage. This made Sam think, what if it wasn’t a diamond resting against her breasts, but his own hands…

Wait, what was he thinking? That was Angel’s mother!

And then… the thought of that relationship only seemed to add to the thrill.

Sam hastily put an end to his bizarre train of thought.

At that moment, Angel let out a soft huff. “What’s the big deal? Young people do what they want to do. You’ll have to start getting used to it.”

While speaking, she still clung to Sam’s neck, as if harboring the intention to continue what they had started.

Celeste, however, showed no sign of anger, even though her daughter was insinuating that she couldn’t keep up with the times and was making a fuss over nothing.

“Really? Well… even though that’s the case, I think young people should also understand some traditional rules and manners. Not everything that’s cutting-edge and trendy is necessarily good, and not everything from the past is outdated. Each has its own charm and reason. Don’t you think so, Sam?”

Sam found it a bit difficult to turn his head in his current position, but out of respect for this woman, he managed to look at her while Angel was nearly hanging onto his neck.

He caught sight of this mature woman, exuding an invisible authority.

Hmm… her breasts were a bit larger than Angel’s, after all, she was the mother, and Angel was the daughter.

As for charm, each had their own unique appeal.

He couldn’t offend Celeste, and of course, he couldn’t make Angel unhappy either.

But this woman just loved to present Sam with multiple-choice questions, and they were all quite perilous ones.

“Indeed, each has its own logic… and godmother, you’re not old-fashioned at all, Angel didn’t mean that… we were just messing around.”

That was all Sam could say.

Angel snorted softly. “We were just messing around?”

Sam replied helplessly.

“What do you want me to say… that’s your mom, can’t I show her some respect?”

He kept his voice very low to prevent Celeste from hearing.

Angel glanced at her mother, looking into those kind yet pressure-filled eyes, and finally, she let go of Sam’s neck.

Sam felt a great relief wash over him.

Standing in the courtyard, under the overcast sky, was a standoff between mother and daughter, and of course, a young man who wished to be an outsider but was perpetually caught in the middle.

“Is there something you needed?” Angel looked towards her mother.

Celeste smiled faintly. “Since Sam is here, let’s have a meal together.”

With that, Celeste turned and walked away with a smile, as if her purpose in appearing was to momentarily separate the two.

Angel squinted her eyes and glanced at Sam.

“Do you think she looks like a good person? You don’t have to give her face.”

Are either of you good people?

Sam really wanted to say that, but he didn’t. Instead, he chose to respond with a smile.

“I’m only being considerate because of you. I couldn’t care less about someone else’s mother.”

After washing his hands, he joined Angel in the dining area of her house.

It was a very spacious space, which was said to be transformed by the servants into different styles according to varying needs.

Today’s meal was traditional, just a regular Western dinner, but dining at their house demanded more etiquette and a sense of ceremony.

Selena sat next to Celeste, while Angel took her place beside Sam.

They ate in silence, as if the act of eating required no other interaction, so there was no need to engage in anything else.

But for the others, it wasn’t the same. Celeste directly addressed Sam.

“Sam, did you get a haircut?”

Sam smiled.

“Yeah, I’m not too fond of long hair, and it’s a hassle to manage, so I decided to go short.”

Celeste smiled seductively.

“That looks good too. I really like men who are neat and spirited. You look even more masculine now.”

Sam felt a bit awkward hearing this, and Angel, dissatisfied, lifted her head.

“Please speak normally to your daughter’s boyfriend, and don’t flirt with him.”

Selena looked up in shock at her sister. “Ah? You two are dating now? For real?”

Celeste wasn’t surprised.

“Didn’t you see she changed her profile picture on social media? It’s a nice photo. But it seems this decision didn’t include my opinion, right?”

She looked at her daughter.

Angel momentarily put down her spoon, meeting her mother’s gaze without backing down.

“I don’t think I need to specifically ask for your opinion on this matter. I’m 18 now, and after all, this is my personal affair.”

“Love is not a trivial matter, especially with your current status.”

“So there’s nothing in my life too small for you to interfere with, is that it?”

This was a sensitive topic.

Sam could feel it right there and then, as the atmosphere between the two women suddenly turned frosty. The Wagyu steak in his mouth didn’t taste as good anymore.

Was it always like this during their meals… or was it his presence that brought new trouble?

Celeste looked at her unyielding daughter and casually shifted her gaze to Sam.

“Sam, I remember saying that you two are in a sibling relationship. It doesn’t seem quite appropriate for you to be dating, does it?”

She deflected the conflict, targeting Sam. Her tone was calm, but the pressure was palpable, almost like an inquisition.

And Angel’s gaze turned to him as well.

Sam certainly didn’t have a better solution at the moment. It wasn’t easy to play it cool in front of these two, so he could only grin and bear it, saying with a smile.

“Um… I understand, so I’m sorry. Sometimes feelings aren’t so easy to control…”

Angel’s look softened slightly, seemingly satisfied with Sam’s response.

But Celeste narrowed her eyes, and as her gaze sharpened, the pressure she exerted seemed to multiply.

“Is that so? Who initiated this, you or her?”

Selena sat across from them with the air of a spectator, blinking her large eyes curiously, completely oblivious to the adult power play and so-called pressure. She didn’t even seem to notice that her fork, which wasn’t spearing any food, kept moving towards her mouth.

Sam said softly.

“It was me.”

“I remember you saying that you didn’t have such intentions, right? But now it seems you’ve done something contrary to your original intentions. So, the godson I acknowledged is actually someone who’s good at pretending and not reliable at all?”

Celeste spoke as if it were a light matter, but Sam felt like he was about to break into a sweat.

He clearly remembered the first time he met Celeste and what he had said to her.

Indeed, that was Sam’s thought at the time, but as time passed and his relationship with Angel deepened, things kept changing. It seemed like there was a choice, but in reality, there was no choice at all.

Sam looked at Celeste.

He tried to control his emotions, attempting to remain calm, but he could clearly sense the negative emotions starting to mix into her gaze, like a sharp sword aiming to pierce his heart.

“I…”

“What’s the matter? Are you so guilty that you can’t even speak?”

Sam shook his head.

“I admit that going against my initial intentions isn’t something to be proud of, but I don’t think I’ve done anything wrong. People’s mindsets change over time, and what I can assure you is that being with Angel isn’t about wealth or the power of this family.”

“Men are always good at sweet-talking to disguise their real ambitions. If it’s not for those, then what is it for? What could make you disregard your status as a godson?”

The interrogation continued, and Celeste could even afford to elegantly take a bite of her meal while waiting for Sam’s response.

Outside, there was no rain, but ripples spread across the pond.

A breeze passed by, rustling the flowers and plants, yet inside the room, the atmosphere seemed to freeze, motionless.

The pressure became more palpable.

Sam took a deep breath in his heart, glanced at Angel, and then said with a smile.

“Because she’s Angel. That’s why I want to be with her. Apart from her, I can’t think of any other reason that would captivate me.”

Selena couldn’t help but widen her eyes at these words.

“Wow… that’s so romantic, I’m almost moved to tears…” But the next moment, she caught Celeste’s gaze and immediately shut up and lowered her head to eat.

And Angel couldn’t help but glance at Sam, who had spoken those words.

His handsome profile and the resolute look in his eyes as he faced her mother showed no sign of retreat.

Despite noticing the fine beads of sweat on the back of Sam’s neck, aware of the environment he was in, at that moment, he seemed to radiate a strange, compelling brilliance.

Was he saying this for her to hear… or was it the truth?

Celeste narrowed her eyes and smiled.

“It does sound touching, like something a real man would say. But… I still have reasons to doubt, don’t I? Since people’s mindsets are constantly changing, how can you assure me that you will always stay focused on Angel?”

Sam nodded.

“That’s right, godmother, you can continue to supervise and doubt me. It’s okay. I think I’ll have plenty of time to prove everything I’ve said, and I hope that she can at least have a happy smile on the days she has with me.”

“So…”

“Mother, that’s enough.”

Just as Celeste was about to say something else, Angel finally spoke up. Her grip on the cutlery slowly relaxed, but she nearly slammed it down on the table.

Sam was almost startled.

Her voice was not loud, but the tone was so heavy that it was almost unprecedented, more intimidating than any harsh words she might say.

Clearly, Celeste was also taken aback by this unusual display and paused, looking at her daughter who seemed somewhat unfamiliar at the moment.

“I was just having a normal conversation with Sam. Why do you seem so impatient?”

Angel reached out and grabbed Sam’s arm.

“I’m not impatient; we’ve finished eating. It’s time for Sam to tutor me now.”

After saying this, she pulled Sam to leave the dining room. Sam gave Celeste an apologetic look, but as they reached the dining room door, they heard a voice from behind.

“Ten minutes. Sam, I expect to see you in my room in ten minutes.”

“…”

What did that mean?

Angel dragged Sam all the way to her room and then let go of his hand, turning around to smile at him as if she hadn’t just been hiding any anger.

“Are you going to go after ten minutes?”

Sam spread his hands helplessly.

“After all, she’s your mother… Since your mom said so, how could I possibly not go?”

Although he knew it would be tough to bluff his way through this time, avoiding the issue wouldn’t solve anything.

Sam understood this all too clearly.

Angel took measured steps toward Sam, but at this moment, Sam felt no pressure or danger, only the allure of her beautiful form drawing near.

Strands of hair slightly revealed her ears, pretty and adorable.

“Aren’t you afraid?”

Sam sighed and said, “How could I not be? You’re her daughter, do you have any idea how terrifying she can be?”

Just the way she talks feels like it could kill someone, almost suffocating. It’s hard to imagine the kind of pressure a beautiful woman like her can exert.

Compared to her, both Angel and Alice seem too kind.

Angel tilted her head back slightly.

“Of course, I know… She’s someone even more frightening than me. Some things I say to you might be in jest, but if she truly gets angry… she means what she says, whether it’s to kill you or whatever… I’ve lived under that kind of pressure since I was little, my life is like this tiny room, with doors and windows but no fresh air, unable to take a single step outside.

I have to do everything she says, meet every demand, and live up to the so-called standards of an heiress to a prosperous family… Sam, if I tell you that my days are actually not easy, would you think I’m lying to you?”

Sam shook his head, almost immediately.

He looked into Angel’s eyes, which were uncharacteristically earnest at that moment.

Those eyes looking at him, rarely filled with hope, were so tender they tugged at the heartstrings.

It was as if he could see a downpour drenching her heart’s lake from within.

“I’ve never thought your life was easy, because I know different people have different troubles, different stories. Most people’s misunderstandings about you are just the inevitable result of seeing only the shiny exterior. A bunch of flowers, even when bathed in sunlight, will always cast a shadow underneath, won’t they?”

Angel moved even closer to Sam, her soft breasts pressing against his chest.

Her eyes were incredibly tender, and a sincere smile graced her face.

“Time is almost up; you should get ready to go. Nervous?”

Sam nodded.

“Of course, I’m nervous. I get nervous every time I have to see your mom.”

“How about I give you a little courage?” she offered.

“How will you…”

Before he could finish, Angel took Sam’s hand in hers and leaned fully into his embrace.

She stood on tiptoes within Sam’s arms, tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and kissed Sam’s lips.

Their fingers intertwined, not parting, the kiss was not wild but gentle, like petals falling onto soft snow.

He truly wished time could freeze at this moment, for life seldom offers a kiss more profound than this.

When the kiss ended, Angel looked at Sam, who seemed still lost in the moment, with a smile.

“How about now? Feel better?”

Sam nodded.

“Much better, though I feel like something’s missing. How about another one?”

Sam was indeed a greedy man.

Angel didn’t kiss him again, but she did something Sam didn’t expect.

She unbuttoned her shirt, revealing the light blue lingerie beneath.

With her hands, Angel lifted her bra, exposing her nipples and breasts completely.

Sam was dumbstruck.

Then, with cheeks slightly flushed, Angel took his hand and placed it on her breast.

Her eyes were filled with tenderness, yet she forced a look of disdain, raising her eyebrows in a show of indifference.

“This is your reward for that thing you said during dinner… don’t get too cocky.”

In that moment, Sam realized that Angel, this woman…

Was super adorable!