The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 315

Chapter 315: Then come to my place
Sam quickly walked with Angel to a secluded corner, under the envious and jealous gazes of those around them.

This “corner” was just a turn in the corridor near the staircase, a relatively hidden area on the first floor.

Angel, confident in her legs, was dressed in a pleated skirt and black thigh-high socks. She never allowed herself to look ordinary at any event, always needing to stand out from the crowd—a peculiar persistence of hers.

In reality, she didn’t need to try so hard; her commanding presence and the tone she used even in casual conversation already set her apart from others.

“Come on, let’s hear your excuse,” Angel said, arms crossed and head slightly tilted back, her messy hair not properly tied up.

She was talented in many areas but tended to be careless with everyday details. Sam even knew that she couldn’t tie shoelaces or ride a bike. It wasn’t that she couldn’t learn; she simply didn’t want to, as there were always people to do these things for her.

So, when her hair got messy, she couldn’t be bothered to fix it and would just take off her hair tie.

Sam glanced at her.

“Your hair is a mess.”

“I know, trying to change the subject?”

“No… let me fix your hair for you. It looks all over the place.”

Angel, usually not concerned with such details, turned around anyway.

“Hurry up.”

“Got it~”

Sam’s hands gently moved through Angel’s golden hair, which was surprisingly smooth and free of any frizz or dryness.

As he deftly worked his fingers through her hair, he calmly explained, “You know I don’t check my phone that often, and I hardly ever look at it when I’m with you.”

Angel, feeling the movements of Sam’s hands, scoffed.

“Is that because you’re afraid I’ll see you chatting with other girls?”

“You couldn’t just keep some truths to yourself? Don’t you know that saying too much truth can be deadly for a relationship?” Of course, that was something Sam wouldn’t dare say out loud.

“How could you doubt me like that? Do I have secrets from you when I’m with you?”

“Then show me your phone.”

“Here, take a look.”

Sam handed over his phone openly and without hesitation.

But Angel just glanced down briefly and scoffed disdainfully.

“When you hand me your phone like that, it just proves that you’ve deleted anything slightly sensitive from it. There’s nothing to see, and I’m not wasting my time.”

Why be so clever? It’s as if she knows everything!

Indeed, since Alice grabbed Sam’s phone yesterday, he had heightened his guard.

Sam had deleted anything from his phone that might cause a ‘misunderstanding’ or ‘conflict’.

And he definitely didn’t keep backups. Those interesting chat histories were better kept in his memory than on his phone—it was too presumptuous.

Sam, still not giving up, said softly, “What if I was absolutely sure you’d feel this way, so I did the opposite on purpose?”

Angel was even more disdainful.

“I didn’t even look, so there’s no issue of trust. What’s the point of doing the opposite?”

“…You’re amazing, Angel.”

“Hmm?”

“You really are my girlfriend.”

After tying Angel’s hair into a simple ponytail, which was tight but didn’t pull at her scalp uncomfortably. Angel turned around and elegantly ran her hand through her long ponytail.

This elegant gesture always made Sam recall many intimate moments with her in bed.

The way she held Sam’s cock seemed to mimic the shape of her hand…

“Keep talking, is that your whole explanation?”

Sam replied with a wry smile.

“I don’t check my phone much, so once I get busy, I forget things. She lives at my place, so I have to help make the bed, prepare daily necessities, and even cook a meal. After all that, I’m tired and just go to sleep, only remembering in the morning. I guess it’s because we’ve gotten so comfortable with each other that I subconsciously thought I had replied to you, but I actually hadn’t…”

Sam also hinted at their growing closeness, trying to suggest that at this point in their relationship, they should understand each other…

But Angel’s focus was clearly elsewhere.

“You live with her? In that tiny place of yours, you two live together?”

Sam gave a sheepish smile.

“She sleeps in the bed, and I sleep on the couch. We’re siblings, after all. There’s no need for her to live elsewhere…”

“You’re siblings in name only, not by blood. You don’t think I’ve forgotten that, do you?”

“Don’t worry, I still have a sense of propriety. I’m not a good man, but I’m not so unethical as to ignore all morals…”

“Heh, you might be able to restrain yourself, but what about her?”

Angel narrowed her eyes, filled with suspicion towards the young man.

Her suspicion had nothing to do with whether she loved him or not; it was just her nature. Born into a large family where trust was scarce, she could never fully believe in anything unless she verified it herself, and even then, her trust was never complete.

Her dictionary didn’t contain the word ‘completely reliable.’

“How could that be? Ava is still a ninth grader, not even 18 yet.”

Angel glanced at Sam.

“I’m not satisfied with your explanation, and I really don’t like the idea of you two living together.”

Sam said helplessly, “She has a competition these days, it’s quite important, and she’s not used to sleeping in strange places. I’m worried it might affect her performance…”

“Why not let Ava stay at my place then?”

“That wouldn’t be good, you know how she feels about you…”

“You could move in too,” Angel suggested.

Sam immediately thought of certain things, like that summer, that door that wasn’t closed properly… Good lord, was Angel planning to do that again? Let Ava witness them having sex again?

Sam felt this was not a good idea and stood his ground.

“Let’s not do that. I assure you, nothing you’re worried about will happen between me and Ava.”

But Angel was straightforward, reaching out and pinching Sam’s cheek.

“What if I have no trust in your assurances?”

“…Then I really don’t have a better solution.”

“Then there’s no helping it, I’ll come to your place.”

“…What?”

Sam thought he must have heard wrong.

Angel narrowed her eyes. “What, is my presence too lowly for that shabby apartment of yours, or are you hiding something you don’t want me to see?”

Sam immediately shook his head and said earnestly, “There’s absolutely no reason like that. But you know, I’m currently sleeping on the couch. I can’t possibly ask you to sleep on the couch or the floor, right? I’d feel terrible, and it wouldn’t be fitting for someone of your status. It would be too much of an imposition. Plus, you wouldn’t like sharing a bed with my sister. She’s young and tends to move around a lot in her sleep…”

Sam tried his best to explain, hoping to dissuade Angel from her perilous idea.

Joking aside, handling Ava was already enough for Sam; squeezing two women into the mix?

“Then come to my place.”

“Does it have to be this way?”

“I’m giving you a choice, not a suggestion. Do you understand what I mean?”

Angel squinted at Sam, her gaze loaded with unspoken implications—Sam was all too familiar with it.

Originally, it was manageable when it was just him, but now with Ava involved, he had to consider her, especially since this was Kuhang, not Cedarwood…

“Let’s go to your place then.”

Sam sighed, as if resigning himself to fate.

Angel smiled, satisfied, and released her grip.

“Good boy.”

After saying that, she tiptoed slightly and left a light, fragrant kiss on the corner of Sam’s mouth as a little reward for the young man.

“I’m off to class, don’t run off after school.”

With that, Angel turned and left with a flourish.

Sam could only wryly touch his somewhat damp lips.

Nearby, some passing students chattered.

“Wow… Angel actually kissed him…”

“Woah, why wasn’t it me?!”

“Let me do it, let me!”

“I’m a guy, but I want to kiss Sam too. What’s wrong with me? Is there something off with my orientation?”

What a mess.

Sam could only reflect.

The lonely hero’s life is like this, marked by unique scars and unique honors.

Ah.

What can be done? For now, the only thing to do is ensure Ava gets through her competition days as smoothly as possible. Everything else can wait.

…

“Splash!”

With water flying everywhere, a delicate, pale hand touched the edge of the pool.

The girl removed her swim cap and lifted her head to look at the scoreboard displayed on the large screen. She didn’t need to see anything else, just one line was enough…

[Preliminary Group A — Cedarwood School — Ava. Rank: First.]

It seemed that psychological factors hadn’t affected this girl at all.

Even without giving her full effort, Ava swam like a mermaid, securing the top spot in her group with absolute dominance.

After a quick rinse and changing into her clothes, her slightly damp hair was briefly blow-dried.

Stepping out of the locker room, she was greeted by her teammates’ congratulations.

“You were amazing, Ava!”

“Yeah, you left the second-place swimmer in the dust, truly our ace!”

Even the usually stern coach didn’t skimp on his praise.

“Keep this up, perform the same tomorrow, and don’t feel any pressure. You’re definitely making it to the finals.”

“Thank you, coach,” Ava said with a smile.

Right, in her own domain, how could she not strive to be the best? Plus… she had a compelling reason to secure a direct admission spot.

“Hey, by the way, Ava, are you staying at your brother’s place these days? Show us that handsome brother of yours—so curious what a Kuhang hottie looks like.”

“Yeah! Let us have a look~~”

Annoying…

It was all because Miraluna and Celestria couldn’t keep their mouths shut… As soon as they got back to school, they boasted about how handsome and charismatic Ava’s brother was, claiming he was a hundred times more handsome than the hottest male star.

Now, all the female teammates were extremely curious.

But Ava didn’t want to share her brother with anyone; she wanted to keep him hidden, like all niche music fans who, regardless of whether their favorite singer was struggling, wished nobody else would hear their secret treasure.

Just as Ava was feeling a bit troubled, her phone suddenly rang.

She paused, then lifted her head apologetically.

“I need to take this call.”

She walked aside and picked up the phone.

“Hello? Jerk brother, why are you calling now?”

“Did your competition end?”

“Yeah, it’s over. I got first place~”

“Awesome, awesome. Get ready and come out. I’m almost at the swimming hall entrance.”

“What? Why are you here?”

Ava was surprised.

Sam chuckled. “I’m here to pick you up. How could I let you work so hard?”

“Hmph, I’m not that desperate for your help, but since you’re here, wait a bit. I just need to change my shoes and I’ll be out.”

“Hurry up.”

“What’s the rush, hmph~”

Ava hung up the phone with a tone full of disdain, but her face was almost bursting into a smile.

What was he up to?

Sam always claimed he only felt brotherly love for her, but he seemed pretty anxious, didn’t he?

Coming to pick her up for just a preliminary match… and he says he doesn’t like her?

Hmph~

Ava couldn’t help but hum a little tune to herself.

When she had changed her shoes and picked up her stuff, leaving the swimming hall to stand by the roadside, a sudden thought struck her.

How was her no-good brother planning to pick her up? On foot?

He didn’t have a car… Surely he wasn’t going to show up on a bicycle in this weather?

Just as she felt something was off…

“Screech—!”

A black sedan pulled up in front of her.

Although she wasn’t much of a car expert, she could tell at a glance that this car was far more upscale than the old one her father had been driving for years.

Ava was puzzled.

Why had this car stopped right in front of her?

Oh no, could this be one of those classic pick-up scenes from novels?

Where a wealthy young master spots a beautiful girl waiting by the roadside — herself, Ava.

Then he approaches to flirt, she refuses, and he decides to resort to despicable means, only for her brother to swoop in heroically, beat the young master to a pulp, and the rescued damsel falls deeply in love with her hero…

“What are you staring at? It’s me.”

But as the car window rolled down, all of Ava’s fantasies shattered, and her eyes widened.

Because the face that appeared belonged to her brother Sam, sitting in the back of this luxurious car!

“Bro, brother? Why is it you… this car…”

Sam gave Ava a wry smile.

But he didn’t need to explain anything the next moment.

Because another face popped up beside him.

Her smile was broad, yet it filled Ava with immense dislike.

Angel appeared in her line of sight in an unexpected manner and greeted her.

“Long time no see, Ava~~”

Why did it have to be this detestable woman, even worse than those detestable young masters!