The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 241

Chapter 241: Long time no see, Sam
“What did you say?!”

Nobody expected things to escalate to this point.

Angel didn’t ask Sophie to lick her feet, but instead shifted the target to Sam?

Sam was also shocked when he heard the command whispered in his ear.

Who plays like this?!

With such powerful abilities, is this really what she’s meant for?!

But Sam couldn’t voice these thoughts. After all, Angel was someone who lacked nothing.

She had no material needs, so it was inevitable that she would use her powers in areas that interested her. And often, those with such ideas in superhero movies are almost always the villains.

Sophie couldn’t believe this was Angel’s new demand. Or perhaps, a new method of torment she concocted on the spot!

For a moment, Sophie couldn’t decide which option seemed more bearable.

She had to admit, she didn’t particularly dislike Sam at the moment; in fact, she considered him her only friend.

But he was a boy… and often a boy who boasted and provoked her emotions in front of her.

And Angel, while indeed a girl, was the type Sophie despised the most. A girl who, because she was rich and powerful, acted as if she was above everyone else, even disregarding others’ freedom and dignity.

Sophie was utterly disgusted by such people and couldn’t possibly bow down to them.

Meanwhile, Angel casually squatted next to Sophie and Sam, as if she was up close to witness the spectacle she was about to create.

“Now you have two choices, and I’ll give you five seconds to decide. Will you lick my feet, or his? I’m starting the countdown now, and if you don’t speak up, it’ll default to him.”

“Wait, Angel… there’s really no need for this, it’s too much…”

“Five…”

Sam tried to stop Angel from continuing her madness.

But Angel didn’t give him the chance, not even glancing at Sam, instead fixating intently on Sophie’s expression.

She wanted to see the shame on this girl’s face. To hear her claim she wouldn’t be embarrassed, yet see her reveal an utterly humiliated demeanor, perhaps even shedding painful tears.

Dare to provoke her in any situation?

Dare to leave such a deep impression in Sam’s heart?

Even make Sam anger her on her behalf?

This was the price to pay!

Don’t talk to Angel about morals or laws. She didn’t care about those things. If she was upset, someone was going to suffer.

It was as simple as that, it always had been, and it was even more so now.

Initially, Sophie’s expression was indeed one of shame, because she couldn’t understand why she had to endure such a thing. Could wealth really allow someone to do whatever they wanted, to act on their whims towards others?

She couldn’t comprehend such an existence.

Even less could she accept that this was one of the ‘unwritten rules’ of the world, something that wouldn’t be taught in school textbooks.

“Four.”

But as Angel counted down.

Sophie’s expression instead settled into a calm, as if unaffected by anything, or perhaps… she had accepted the harsh reality before her.

Angel was somewhat surprised, and of course, annoyed.

So, she bit her lip with her teeth.

“Three…!”

Angel couldn’t believe that Sophie could be so strong.

She must still be putting on a brave face, waiting until the last second, she would surely break down and beg for mercy! Angel had already decided in her heart, as long as Sophie begged, she would stop this ‘crazy’ prank.

But Sophie even gently closed her eyes, like the final hero in a movie, calmly accepting her fate.

“Two…! Sophie, it seems you’ve accepted it… Should I praise you?”

At that moment, Sophie spoke with an unmatched calmness. “This is your last chance. If you insist on this, I will only make you regret it more.”

Sam couldn’t fathom where this girl got the courage to say such things.

In terms of power and influence, even if Sophie tried for a hundred years, she couldn’t catch up to Angel.

Was it still necessary to be so stubborn at this time?

Sam could do nothing now but stare at his own feet, directly facing Sophie’s flawless face.

The scene was simply… too indecent.

He couldn’t imagine, had Sophie really accepted this reality?

Complex thoughts flooded Sam’s mind.

And the next moment, he was given no chance to daydream.

“Very well… I will wait for that day, but right now, you have no choice.”

As Angel finished speaking, Sam almost dared not look at the scene, even though he knew, visually, it must be shocking.

But he couldn’t bear to look.

Perhaps he didn’t want to see Sophie endure such humiliation, or perhaps he didn’t want to see everything he had painstakingly built seem like it was about to be destroyed, as if nothing could change it.

He closed his eyes.

The air was terrifyingly quiet, so silent that not even a heartbeat or breath could be heard.

Only…

“Mmm.”

A strange sensation, as if never felt before, came from Sam’s toes.

Sophie was holding his toes in her mouth, occasionally licking the top of his foot with her tongue, bringing a ticklish and comfortable peculiar sensation.

Clearly.

There were no miracles.

The scene Angel wanted still occurred.

Sam sighed internally, his mood sinking to the depths. Although Sophie, such a perfect girl, had done this to him, he couldn’t feel happy at all.

Only sadness and sorrow, as if something perfect was being completely destroyed before his eyes.

Sam knew this might be his hypocrisy—what man wouldn’t crave such a scene? But he was certain that at this moment, he couldn’t feel happy or enjoy it.

Even as more sensations came from his foot…

Sam tried to close his eyes, to not look at the scene, perhaps this was the last help he could offer Sophie.

When the process ended.

What had truly happened couldn’t be pretended away.

Angel’s expression was frenzied, clearly thrilled by the scene before her.

Sam, slowly opening his eyes, couldn’t believe that such a thing had actually happened.

Only Sophie.

Her expression was frozen, drained of all color, unreadable. She didn’t cry, only a profound coldness remained.

Like the dead silence of a lifeless universe.

“Ha ha ha ha ha ha!”

Angel, having witnessed the scene, burst into laughter. She looked at Sophie, whose face was expressionless, and she laughed genuinely happy.

“How about that? Happy? Still don’t feel humiliated? Hey, you’re not actually enjoying this, are you?”

Sophie looked at her, silent.

Angel squinted her eyes.

“What does that expression mean? Wishing you could kill me right now? But you can’t… What to do? Such an expression really makes me happy. How about we take a photo to commemorate this?”

Finally, Sophie spoke, her voice chillingly cold.

“If your life’s joy is to torment others for fun, then I can only say your life will be a great tragedy, even if you look so glamorous now.”

Angel was dismissive.

“If I am a tragedy, then what are you? Overestimating yourself… Thinking that a pretty face and some decent academic achievements give you the right to speak to me? If you were smart, you’d stay away from me and from Sam in the future, otherwise, what happened today won’t be the last time.”

Sophie suddenly laughed.

Her smile seemed to freeze the entire world, radiating dazzling charm.

Sam and Angel were momentarily stunned as they watched her.

She looked at Angel with a smile.

“Do you think I’m an idiot to do as you say after how you’ve treated me? So I’ll keep going, and if I see something I don’t like about you, I’ll say it. As for being by his side…”

Sophie glanced at Sam, and Sam looked back at her.

Now, Sam had to admit, he could no longer read her eyes, nor did he know what she was about to say.

But her gaze seemed to penetrate into his heart, leaving indelible marks. Like the grandest nuclear radiation, impossible to erase.

“Why can’t I be by his side if you can?”

‘Boom.’

There was no sound, but Sam felt as if he had heard the noise of an atomic bomb exploding.

That statement… undoubtedly shattered Angel’s last bit of sanity.

Angel’s face turned completely somber.

She looked at Sophie without speaking, and Sophie remained silent.

The two of them just stared at each other, a long, intense stare.

Until Angel stood up and walked out, not to leave, but she quickly returned to the room.

Only this time, Angel had a knife in her hand.

It was the same knife Sam had seen before, said to be from the medieval period, stained with the blood of thousands.

“Angel… what are you doing? Don’t be rash!”

Sam realized something and immediately spoke up to stop her.

It seemed like things were finally moving towards the scenario he least wanted to see.

But the control was still not lifted, and Sam tried everything, seemingly powerless.

Angel, holding the knife and expressionless, stood beside Sam and Sophie, then said, “Stand up.”

Almost simultaneously, Sophie and Sam stood up without any resistance.

“Swish.”

Angel removed the sheath from the knife and tossed it at her feet, then thrust the knife into Sam’s hands.

Sam looked bewildered at the beautiful yet increasingly dangerous heiress.

“This is…”

“Next, we play the final game. Sophie, you spoke well earlier, so… if you truly wish to proceed, I’ll give you a chance. Of course, the choice isn’t yours to make.”

She then turned to Sam.

“You have ten seconds to tell me. Do you choose… to let her stab you, or do you stab her? No tricks, just make a choice, and I’ll follow through without mercy, as you know I always keep my word.”

Sam’s eyes widened.

“Didn’t you say… you’d keep me alive?”

Angel smiled faintly.

“Of course, I said that. I didn’t say you’d die here, but a little injury… shouldn’t be too much, right? How can we match her bold words without any harm? Come on, let’s see her resolve, whether she’s truly willing to go this far for you, maybe even move me.”

Move Angel…

Even after everything Sam had done before, he couldn’t manage it. How could he possibly now?

“Ten…”

But Angel didn’t give Sam much room to maneuver and began to count down.

Sophie watched, holding the knife, her expression a tumultuous struggle.

Her gaze was calm, seemingly not nervous at all, even speaking at this moment. “It’s okay, stab me. Don’t hesitate too much, and don’t feel guilty, I won’t blame you.”

“Nine…”

Her words were genuinely moving at such a time.

Especially her expression, sincere to the core, she even seemed worried about Sam feeling guilty, so there was not even a hint of fear in her demeanor.

“Eight…”

The cold countdown continued.

But how could Sam, moved by such words, bring himself to harm this girl with his own hands?

Sophie’s life had already been so tough.

With a gambler father… and a mother who wanted to take her to heaven…

Having lost her parents early, her only family was a sister she couldn’t even meet…

How could he possibly do this?

“Seven.”

“It’s okay, don’t overthink it, just stab me.”

Angel’s countdown grew colder.

It seemed that hearing Sophie’s words only made her expression grow more hostile.

“Six.”

“Sophie, please… stab me.”

Sam made his decision before the final countdown could end.

His voice resonated with determination.

Sophie’s eyes widened slightly, seemingly unable to comprehend Sam’s choice at this moment.

It often seems that playing the hero is a gratifying act, but that’s under the assumption it doesn’t harm oneself. If you were told beforehand that being a hero would result in severe injury, how many would still step forward?

It’s a clear matter, so sacrificing others to protect oneself, and not helping those in peril, isn’t something to be ashamed of—it’s a human instinct.

But so-called heroes are called such because they transcend human nature, though not everyone can achieve this.

Sophie couldn’t believe that Sam had made such a choice…

Angel’s gaze immediately turned icy as she looked at Sam. “You know this choice of yours is going to make me very angry, right?”

Sam gave a bitter smile. “At this point, what isn’t going to make you angry? Besides… I don’t want things to end up irreparable.”

“So you’d rather be hurt yourself? Even if I might be disappointed in you, even if you bleed out and die, you wouldn’t choose to save yourself, since it’s not me stabbing you, I won’t have any trouble?”

Angel said this as if it were her final ultimatum.

Yet Sam showed no signs of regret; he simply looked at Angel and smiled.

“So this is the best choice for now. If this leads to your disappointment in me, I can only say I’m sorry, but… I truly want to change your nature, not just for my own selfish reasons, Angel.”

His words were sincere, but Angel’s expression remained unchanged.

She simply took a step back.

“Give her the knife.”

After saying this, Sam stepped forward and truly handed the knife he was holding to Sophie, letting her grasp it.

Then Angel said coldly.

“Sophie, now… stab towards Sam’s right chest, I want you to… use all your strength.”

“What? No, this can’t be…!”

Sophie vehemently refused, but her steps moved towards Sam, and she lifted the hand holding the knife, aiming the blade at Sam’s right chest.

Angel just watched Sam. She hoped that in the final moment, Sam would plead with her, changing her mind.

Even if he spoke sweet nothings at this last moment, she could forgive Sam.

Angel didn’t want it to be this way… but why wouldn’t Sam listen?

Why does he always have to be disobedient!

Why choose to play the hero now!

Doesn’t he know it would make her very angry? She had given him countless leniencies, something unimaginable to others, but why still make such a choice!

Don’t push me, Sam…

Please beg me, Sam…

Don’t wait until the last moment, Sam…

But Sam had already closed his eyes, as if calmly accepting everything.

He said no words, made no resistance, ready to face the greatest pain he had ever known.

What else is there to say? Everything happens for the first time, and maybe with enough pain, one could get used to it?

Sam thought optimistically.

Is it finally coming?

“Whoosh!”

Sam could almost hear the sound of the knife cutting through the air.

How painful would it be?

Sam wondered.

Huh?

What’s happening?

Sam blinked, several seconds passed, but there was no pain?

Surely the knife wasn’t so sharp that he couldn’t feel any pain at all?

At the same time, Sam heard. “What’s going on…?”

Sam heard Angel’s voice, slightly puzzled.

He couldn’t help but open his eyes. Instead of seeing the sharp knife plunged into his chest, spilling blood, he saw something else.

Sophie was still there in front of him… but the knife, it was lowered.

She stood there, smiling at Sam.

And Angel, beside her, wore a look of astonishment, an expression he had never seen on her face before.

In that moment, Sam was somewhat bewildered.

“You…”

Sophie said with a smile.

“Don’t be scared, Sam~ Although my sister and I absolutely despise womanizers and wouldn’t mind killing one, we definitely wouldn’t kill you.”

Sam seemed to finally realize something, almost unable to control his voice.

“Sophia?!”

The girl tilted her head and smiled.

“Long time no see, Sam.”