The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 337

Chapter 337: It’s just that I can’t bear to see you die
There are things that would make Angel suffer more than death itself.

Honestly, Angel doesn’t find death particularly frightening, and in her own life trajectory, there have been many moments when she wanted to end her life.

It’s not because life is cheap; on the contrary, her life is extremely valuable.

It’s just that she finds no joy, sees no light. There is no hope. The wealth that many envy is just numbers. The respect others show her is merely the halo of her family.

She knows clearly that without these things, people would not treat her with the same respect.

So, she relentlessly flaunts her wealth, power, and resources. There’s no need to make genuine friends, nor is there any reason to blindly offer her kindness. Because of her status, no one really remembers her good deeds.

So why be kind? When everyone expects Angel to be arrogant and abusive of her power, then fine, she’ll be that person. It’s better to be disliked than to be deceived by seemingly sincere gestures. This has always been her approach.

Thus, more than death, she fears disintegration, collapse—about her dignity, her nobility, her pride.

She can treat others this way, but she absolutely cannot accept being treated this way by others, even if that person is Sam!

What a joke? To handcuff her to a bed, then pose her in humiliating positions, to humiliate her body in various ways, and then make her watch herself stripped of all her aura, vulnerable to the point of tears?

She’d rather be killed outright!

But Angel couldn’t resist; she could only watch helplessly as Sam did all this. She thought Sam would begin his next move. What would he find next—whips? Candles? Who knows.

Damn it…

Damn it…!

Damn it!!!

At this moment, she couldn’t even muster an angry look.

But none of that happened. Sam simply finished tying her hands and then sat beside her, quietly observing Angel’s stunning face.

Light a cigarette, maybe. Oh, Sam doesn’t smoke, nor has he ever had the habit. Probably watched too many movies. Always feels like at moments like this, one should make such a gesture, to feel like a protagonist.

But this isn’t a movie, and Sam isn’t playing a role; he’s interpreting life.

He just watched her. Watched until Angel herself couldn’t believe it. Is this it? What is he so confident about? Or does he find it uninteresting when she can’t move, developing such a perverse taste…

Angel wasn’t sure, but as the time she had calculated for Sam to look at her approached, he said, “I know you can hear me talking, and you’ll be able to move soon. But when you wake up, don’t rush, don’t move around, let’s just talk.”

After saying this, Sam watched Angel, noting that her expression didn’t change, thinking how useful this time stop was, truly even preventing the slightest change in her gaze.

Too fuck powerful.

He silently counted to five in his mind.

Then, he saw Angel’s eyelashes flutter, followed by her slender fingers twitching slightly.

Then came her increasingly dangerous, angry, and extreme gaze.

Exactly as he had expected… not a single surprising accident, huh?

This posture of mutual destruction, what’s it for? Sam gave a bitter smile, then heard the gradually recovering Angel speak to him.

“Sam… you’re amazing.”

The young man smiled. “I don’t know what’s going on. Wasn’t the time stop triggered by you?”

“Still playing dumb? You clearly didn’t tell me you had such an ability… bastard.”

She said this, yet she didn’t struggle violently. Sam had handcuffed her hands, but her legs were still free; however, she didn’t have the skill to unlock them with her toes, nor did she want to struggle and appear undignified in this young man’s eyes.

That was her pride, despite being in such an unprecedented and utterly disadvantaged situation, she never let anyone feel she was at a disadvantage.

Sam looked at her, then smiled. “Well… it seems like an ability that appeared recently. Called… reflect. But don’t worry, it’s just a chance trigger, just means this time your luck wasn’t as good as mine.”

Sam knew Angel was smart. It wasn’t surprising she could think of these details in such a short time, and naturally, she could guess that his ability must have limitations. Rather than letting her continuously test him in the future, he chose to selectively tell her some things.

Not telling her the cooldown, but telling her about the probability, was also a strategy. Telling her the probability would make her hesitant, at least not trying it every day.

And telling her about the cooldown… Sam believed she would definitely take the opportunity to use time stop on Sam during those five days.

Revealing cards doesn’t necessarily mean showing all your cards; it can also be a form of mutual deterrence.

Angel frowned, shaking her handcuffed hands, making a clinking sound, then gave up, seemingly suppressing her anger.

“You really have the guts… daring to handcuff me…”

Sam said helplessly, “I had no choice, I didn’t think you could talk calmly about this, so I had to impose some restrictions first, I’ll let you go after we talk.”

“I’m calm now, let me go.”

“No, you’re not calm enough yet, your eyes tell me so.”

Sam’s words made Angel’s face flush.

She indeed wasn’t calm enough; she wished she could get up and shoot this young man right now, blow his brains out!

What a joke, someone dared to handcuff her!!

Angel took a deep breath, looking at the young man sitting on the bed, from an angle she found very displeasing.

“So what do you plan to talk about? Are you not here to kill me?”

“Why would I kill you, you’re my girlfriend.” Sam said with a look of surprise.

Angel scoffed. “Stop it, aren’t you most afraid of my threats? Don’t you hate being controlled by others? Now is your perfect opportunity to rid yourself of it all, kill me, and there will never be such things again. It’s late at night now, you still have time to escape.”

Sam smiled, then moved closer to her, sitting closer to her head, then reached out to part her bangs from her forehead so they wouldn’t get into her eyes.

“Don’t worry, no matter how you provoke me, I won’t do such a thing.”

“Why, does it make you seem gentle, your kindness noble?”

“No, it’s just that I can’t bear to see you die.”

Sam’s gaze was clear, unexpectedly gentle, but now this gentleness made Angel somewhat resentful, especially in such an environment, she couldn’t completely calm down.

Angel looked at the young man.

“Don’t joke, you can’t bear it my ass. You’re just as selfish as I am. No matter how gentle you pretend to be, don’t you turn against me when it comes to your sister? You talk about how much you can’t bear to part with me, but it’s just that there’s no suitable opportunity to escape. Isn’t now your perfect chance, to make me aware of your ability, so I must be wary of you in the future, unable to threaten you casually, what reason do you have not to leave?!”

Angel’s posture was almost like trying to drive Sam away.

But Sam gently touched her cheek with the back of his hand, lightly rubbing, as if leaving his own scent and warmth.

He looked at her.

“I worry about Ava, but that doesn’t mean I want to cut you off. You know, I don’t like making choices.”

“So you want it all?”

“Didn’t I say that before? My goal has never changed.”

“You really have the nerve to say that, with that kind of attitude, how can you ask me to be calm, to be normal?!”

Sam looked at the extremely angry girl and sighed. “I’m not asking you to be normal, because I think you’re quite normal already.”

“What are you doing then? Aren’t you trying to change me? Don’t you want me to be like you imagine, to tolerate you, to accommodate you, to accept endlessly the multitude of girls around you? You want to establish a harem and have sexual relations with several girls at the same time, isn’t that a shameless act?”

Sam shook his head. He leaned in close, his lips nearing Angel’s, but unsurprisingly, she immediately bit his lip, drawing blood in an instant. The pain was sharp, and the blood smeared her lips, making her look both seductive and captivating.

“Maybe it’s indeed a bit difficult for you, but what I’m thinking is, I want you to fall in love with me.”

“…What nonsense are you talking about! Sam, are you a child?” Angel couldn’t help but question him. She found it absurd. To make her fall in love with him… so change her? So make her accept what she doesn’t want to accept? What kind of nonsense reason is that!

Sam knew his statement was excessive, something no normal person could accept. But he had no choice; his situation was just that special.

If initially, he thought he couldn’t survive without establishing a harem, now Sam clearly realized that he couldn’t accept the possibility of missing Zoe, Alice, Sophie, and these women from his life.

He didn’t need to pretend to be a womanizer because he already was one.

Admitting it openly was merely seeking a last bit of dignity. But what use was dignity? It would still hurt them, and it would hurt the one he was currently looking at.

Sam didn’t wipe the blood from his lips, letting the fresh blood flow from the torn wound, making him look like a vampire from a novel.

He looked at Angel and said softly, “I don’t plan to do anything to you, this reflect wasn’t something I triggered on purpose. I just didn’t want that kind of thing to happen in front of Ava and Sophie. You thought they might wake up, might see this scene, and perhaps my relationship with them would break again, right?”

Angel looked at him coldly, tasting his blood in her mouth. “Yes, that’s exactly what I planned. Now that you have your answer, what are you going to do? Try to get back at me for the humiliation you’ve suffered? Take some photos as a threat for later? Or try your hardest to make me fear you, hate you, and leave you on my own?”

“I don’t want you to leave me.”

“What…?” Angel was stunned.

Sam reiterated. “I don’t want you to give up on me, just like I don’t want to leave you. I don’t want to withdraw from this relationship; I’m clear-headed about that, we will always be together.”

Angel bit her lip, still tasting the blood. “You saying that will only make me hate you.”

Sam smiled and gently embraced her. Feeling the beautiful curves of this young woman, not out of desire, but as an act of tenderness.

He looked into her eyes from a closer distance, even though her posture was like that of Jesus on the cross, just lying down.

“It’s okay, I’ll work hard to make you fall in love with me again.”

“Shameless…”

Sam felt as if he was embracing the whole world at that moment. As long as he had her, it seemed like no one else mattered. But reason told him that he still needed to try harder. The thorny path he had broken open had an exit far in the distance.

“Sometimes I’m crazier than you, Angel… so in my eyes, you’ve never been abnormal. On the contrary, you’re very normal, very fragile. And I don’t want to be the one to break through your fragility, to change your character, to transform you completely… I just hope that our bond deepens, becomes inseparable, so that we can at least tolerate each other.”

“Tolerate… your idea of establishing a harem is what you call ‘a little tolerance’?”

Angel looked at the young man in front of her, who always made her very angry but also often softened her heart. She didn’t know what kind of magic he had that always made her compromise.

Sam nodded seriously. “Human boundaries are constantly being lowered.”

“You really are shameless!”

Angel didn’t know how to describe this young man anymore. Call him despicable, and he lays out his plans, ideals, and even his psychological activities for you to see. Call him honest, but is the goal of establishing a harem something a normal person would think of?

Now Angel no longer felt that encountering her was Sam’s misfortune. She was pondering whether this was her own ordeal.

It was all too chaotic.

But Angel’s mood at this moment… wasn’t so bad after all. She looked at him. “What do you plan to do with me tomorrow?”

Sam answered calmly. “As always. You are still my Angel, my only Heiress.”

Angel laughed. “Feigned fear isn’t real fear.”

“I’ve never been afraid of you.”

“Say that again!”

“I’m scared, I’m scared.”

Sam immediately put on an honest and obedient expression.

Angel couldn’t help but roll her eyes. What to say? How could she break through his thick-skinned defenses?

Forget it, first get free.

Angel looked at the young man. “Then why don’t you let me go?”

Sam hesitated for a moment. “We have to wait.”

“Wait for what?”

Angel looked at Sam suspiciously, then watched as he stood up. She had a bad premonition.

Then the next moment, she saw the young man actually start to take off his shirt, revealing his well-defined, model-like physique, which seemed to brighten the dim room.

Even an experienced Heiress like Angel couldn’t help but be captivated by the sight at first.

Then she snapped back to reality. “What are you trying to do?!”

Sam, enjoying himself, looked up and muttered to himself. “Isn’t it obvious?”

“…You dare!”

“Yes, I dare.”

Sam pounced, pinning Angel’s body beneath him.