The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 366

Chapter 366: Did he really mean what he said?
“She’s a naive child… She’s too slow to grasp the changes in people’s hearts, and she underestimates the malice of this world. But she’s lucky because I still exist.”

The cold wind on the street.

Her arms wrapped around his waist.

She pressed against him and said those words.

With just a simple sentence, Sam could picture it clearly.

He hadn’t experienced it firsthand, and many things he couldn’t fully empathize with, but he roughly understood what had happened.

Sophie, driven to a dead end with a strong will to survive, chose to escape by handing over control to Sophia.

Sophia told her she would protect her.

And she did protect her, but she never told Sophie how. It wasn’t by persuading their mother to give up on taking her life.

Instead, she used a simpler, more effective, but also more shocking method.

She pushed their mother off the building.

Sam wasn’t angry about these events. He knew that if it hadn’t happened this way, the likely outcome would have been Sophie and her mother falling from the building together.

From that perspective, the result was good.

But… Sophie would never have imagined that her sister, the other soul living in her body, was far more ruthless and insane than she thought.

Sam frowned, feeling the cold wind howling behind him.

But the girl in his arms, though so beautiful, gave him no warmth.

She was as cold as ice, merely absorbing his body heat.

“So you lied to her, telling her that your mother gave up on her and jumped?”

Sophia clung tightly to Sam’s waist, her laughter echoing in the wind.

“Of course. Otherwise, how could my sister convince herself to live on strongly? She had to believe that her cute, innocent sister used unique means to make it all happen, allowing her to survive. So she has lived with the thought of protecting me, wanting to live on with me, Sam, are you angry?”

“I don’t think I have the right to be angry about your sisters’ private matters.”

“But you’re still displeased, aren’t you?”

“Lies always leave a bad taste. Haven’t you thought about what would happen if she found out the truth, or if I told her what you just said?”

Sam asked.

Sophia looked up, smiling, even tightening her grip, making their proximity even more intimate.

“Would you tell her? Would you tell her the truth that has kept her going, shattering her resolve, breaking her courage, making her realize that even the person she trusts the most has deceived her?”

Sam remained silent.

Sophia seemed to grow more confident.

“And from the result, is it bad? Does anyone live in this world without lies? Has anyone never deceived others? Sam… now that I’ve said this, would you still choose to tell her the truth?”

Sam looked at her.

Honestly, when this question arose, Sam’s intention wasn’t to threaten her.

Because he couldn’t possibly tell Sophie the truth himself, as it would be unbearable for her.

Whether she believed her sister pushed their mother or thought her own body did it, it would be a devastating blow.

The truth might come to light one day, but it wouldn’t be now, and it wouldn’t be him who told her.

His purpose in asking was simple: to understand Sophia’s motives for deceiving Sophie. Was it for herself, or was it truly for Sophie, as she claimed?

Sam had his ways of judging, thanks to his True Sight ability.

But the question had to be asked at the right time.

He wasn’t in a hurry and looked at her.

Under the streetlight, her beautiful face held an unsettling gaze.

“Even the police didn’t notice anything?”

“How could they? Who would think a young girl could push an adult off a building? And my sister didn’t know what happened, so her account was flawless.”

Sam took a deep breath.

“So… since your deception wasn’t a one-time thing, what’s your goal?”

Sophia looked at Sam, amused.

“Sam, what do you think I want?”

“I just want to know if you’re doing this for yourself or for your sister.”

Sam’s gaze focused on her face.

But Sophia didn’t rush to answer. She stared straight into Sam’s eyes.

The silence made the air feel tense.

Until she finally spoke.

“I remember telling you something, Sam.”

“What?”

“I have a superpower too. My ability is to copy the last power used on me… Are you planning to do something to me?”

She smiled, but it was a chilling smile.

Sam had to admit she was a smart girl, her intelligence surpassing Sophie’s academic prowess.

But she probably didn’t realize that Sam didn’t care about that ability.

Because… hers was a one-time use, and it would disappear after being used.

And his lie-detecting ability wouldn’t affect him.

So he smiled without worry.

“Is that so? I almost forgot. But I don’t plan to use anything. I don’t have any superpowers. I’m just asking you a simple question. If you don’t want to answer, then don’t.”

“Then can I ask why you asked?”

She squinted, trying to gauge if Sam was lying.

Sam’s Absolute Lucidity, upgraded to True Sight, still retained its original effect. His thoughts weren’t easily seen through, and he didn’t need any extra pretense.

“Nothing much. People are naturally suspicious. I just think your motives aren’t pure.”

“That’s a simple thought… I thought you wanted to know more about my sister.”

Sophia seemed to be mocking something, and Sam smiled slightly.

“Knowing more and understanding deeper doesn’t conflict.”

“Now that you know so much, how do you plan to treat my sister? Like those other women?”

“Other women?”

“Angel… your sister… even Isabella? Aren’t they all your prey?”

“Don’t say that. I don’t have any strange methods. I just treat everyone around me with sincerity.”

Sophia couldn’t help but laugh. She let go of Sam, stepping back and leaning against the wall, looking at him playfully.

“I trust men even less than my sister.”

“That’s sad. I thought you trusted me.”

“You don’t believe I’m innocent, so let’s drop the pretense, Sam.”

“Is this tearing off the mask?”

“Isn’t that your choice?”

She smiled.

Sam nodded, then looked at her.

“Now can you answer my question?”

“Answering you is no problem. I’m not afraid of your methods or abilities. It doesn’t matter.”

After saying this, Sophia crossed her arms, her hair slightly messy on her face, but she didn’t bother to fix it.

In this disheveled state, with a touch of unkempt beauty.

“From the beginning until now… I just want her to be happy.”

Sam didn’t hesitate to use his True Sight ability.

But the result was…

√.

She wasn’t lying.

Though the result satisfied Sam, it also raised more questions.

“So that’s your ability… Sam, you’re good at lying, deceiving girls effortlessly.”

Sophia had indeed noticed something, but it didn’t matter. She had no intention of using that ability because it was pointless.

Sam squinted at her.

“Just adding a layer of security. As I said before, suspicion between people is normal, just like you never trusted me.”

“Heh, interesting. But now you have your answer, right?”

Sam felt the wind making his head ache, not clear but painful.

Luckily, she didn’t lie, but why didn’t she lie?

He frowned.

“If your wish is for her happiness, why the deception, the lies, hiding so much from her? Do you think it’s normal to achieve happiness through lies?”

Sophia sneered.

“I don’t know if lies can bring happiness, but if she keeps avoiding, being stubborn, denying her feelings, she’ll never be happy. So I need to make decisions for her when she can’t face things. After all, even you can’t deny, I’m the one who knows her best, no one else.”

“…You said you were supposed to be twins. So you didn’t get to be born. Don’t you have any resentment?”

Sam asked the crucial question, the most unreasonable part.

Helping Sophie without reservation, even genuinely wanting her happiness.

Didn’t she have any thoughts about the unfairness of her fate?

Sophia responded calmly.

“Watch fewer melodramatic soap operas, Sam. When you understand the world’s nature, the ugliness of human hearts, you’ll stand in my shoes and be glad… that it’s not me living in this world.”

“That’s extreme… but it’s a flawless reason.”

Sam looked at her.

Though her answers often surprised him, they were unexpectedly genuine.

He couldn’t find a point to call a lie.

Maybe that’s the strange part of this world he existed in.

Not so reasonable, yet normal and real.

Interesting.

“Sam, aren’t you going to ask what I plan to do next?”

Sam chuckled.

“You wouldn’t tell me. Someone who announces their plans to the world… such people exist, but you’re not one of them.”

“You’re much smarter this time. Indeed, I won’t tell you, but I can give you a small clue.”

“What?”

She squinted at Sam, showing a beautiful smile.

“I’ll help her, without reservation, to get you. The best outcome, of course, is… to make you belong only to my sister.”

…

Cliché.

But somehow, I’m not surprised.

…

“What were you two talking about?”

On the way back, Sophie hesitantly asked.

Sophia had been gone for a while.

But her unsettling smile and those strange words lingered in Sam’s mind.

Sam wanted to laugh but couldn’t quite manage it.

“Nothing much, just asked how she’s been these days.”

Sophie had her hands tucked into her sleeves.

“…Just that?”

If it was just that, why didn’t she let me hear? So strange.

Sophie instinctively doubted, feeling it wasn’t that simple.

Sam knew what she was thinking.

So he smiled and said.

“Yeah… just asked about some of your past, little stories… some interesting growth stories… don’t you know?”

Sophie’s face turned slightly red.

“I… of course I know! Why talk about those things? Talk about your stuff!”

“Maybe our topics always revolve around you.”

Sam answered casually, looking ahead, walking lightly.

This seemingly nonchalant sentence made Sophie’s heart race.

She had thought that compared to her personality, Sam might prefer talking to her sister.

But… didn’t this sentence mean he just wanted to understand her through her sister?

What was he up to?

Why did he always do things that caught her off guard…

Sophie didn’t know how to respond, even… wanting to escape again.

So she stayed silent, walking back to the apartment entrance.

It was time to part.

Sam, as if nothing had happened, waved lightly.

“Alright, go back. It’s indeed a bit cold outside.”

“You knew it was cold and still dragged me for a walk?”

Sophie said with slight dissatisfaction.

She wasn’t really dissatisfied, just used to being stubborn, as if showing her true feelings was shameful, sometimes even hating her own stubbornness.

Sam smiled at her.

“Then I won’t call you next time?”

“…Don’t call, who cares.”

She snorted softly.

“What if I do care?”

Just as Sophie was about to turn and leave, she heard Sam’s clear words cutting through the cold wind.

She couldn’t help but look at his shining eyes in the dark.

Like bright stars.

“I…”

“Hmm?”

“Goodnight!”

Thud, thud, thud—!

Sophie turned and ran.

Sam was stunned for a moment.

Then he couldn’t help but laugh.

Is it that hard to say a sincere word?

Sophie ran straight into the elevator, frantically pressing the close button, afraid Sam would catch up.

Until the elevator doors closed, she let out a long breath as if exhausted.

She felt like she had sweated out all her day’s sweat in that moment.

Drenched in sweat!

She slapped her flushed cheeks, making them even redder.

“Wake up! Calm down! Sophie!”

Then she weakly leaned against the elevator wall.

“Did he really mean what he said?”