The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 89

Something was very wrong
Sam wasn’t trying to curry favor with anyone, nor was he making a deliberate effort to shower Sophie with attention.

In Sam’s eyes, matters of the heart were straightforward: as long as he had no regrets about his own efforts, why should he care about others’ mockery or misunderstanding?

Ultimately, the only person one can truly be accountable to is oneself. And the only one who can truly understand your affections, your persistence, and your unreserved dedication is you.

Of course, what Sam did on the roller coaster was quite simple; he merely didn’t want Sophie to face any trouble that could leave a deeper scar.

So, he did something seemingly minor, perhaps it could be considered tender, but it was hardly worth mentioning. At least, he never thought such a gesture would cause any significant change.

When Sam returned with water for them, he could clearly see Sophie casting a complex glance his way before quietly accepting the bottle.

“Alright, we’ve rested enough, let’s move on to the next thing!” Isabella announced with great enthusiasm.

Sophie frowned. “The next thing? We’ve already done the roller coaster, what more do you want?”

Isabella smiled as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “Since we’re here, wouldn’t it be a waste not to enjoy ourselves to the fullest? Or do you want to head back now, Sophie? That’s fine too; Sam and I can still have a great time~”

Isabella gently tugged on Sam’s arm, catching him off-guard with her sudden closeness. He felt the soft touch of her palm and was enveloped in a fragrance as sweet and appealing as oranges, fitting her charming and sweet demeanor perfectly.

Sophie’s frown deepened at this. “You’re just using us for your own amusement.”

Isabella smiled and squinted her eyes. “That’s not entirely true~ You’re different from mere company.”

“How so?” Sam asked, intrigued.

Isabella replied seriously, “You don’t cost money.”

“…”

And indeed, they went on to enjoy many more attractions. In this vast amusement park, it was as if they had returned to the rare joys of childhood.

Of course, the day was not without its personal grievances.

“Die, Sophie!”

“Bang!” A bumper car slammed into hers, shaking Sophie’s slender frame violently.

Isabella, the driver, was still full of defiance. “Is that all you’ve got, Sophie? This is a battlefield, and I won’t go easy on you!”

“Bang!” Another fierce collision nearly sent Sophie flying out of her car.

Furious, Sophie had had enough of today’s hardships and was ready to let loose. “Alright, you want to play rough? Watch me take you down!”

Sam was leisurely impressed, and not just him, but also the other visitors at the bumper car arena seemed stunned by these two beautiful yet bizarre women. The spacious area seemed to transform into their personal battleground.

Watching them clash and shake with an air of ferocity, Sam had only one thought: if anyone ever allows these two to pass their driving tests, they would be committing an unforgivable sin against humanity.

After exhausting themselves with one round of bumper cars, both were keen for another, but Sam couldn’t stand being spectated like a clown any longer. He was somewhat embarrassed to admit his association with Sophie and Isabella.

They then tried other attractions like the pirate ship and haunted house. Compared to the roller coaster, the pirate ship seemed rather child’s play, and Sophie, who was consistently by Sam’s side, seemed less tense.

She was reluctant to admit many things, such as her fear of heights and her own nervousness and fear. And, notably, the peculiar tranquility she felt by Sam’s side, as if his presence alone could settle her nerves.

Sophie didn’t want to depend on anyone; she understood all too well that dependence was the world’s most addictive and inescapable poison.

Yet, when sunlight fell upon Sam’s blond hair, it seemed as though its rays could refract straight into her heart, warming all her tensions away.

“Ah… should be enough, right? I’m exhausted.” As evening approached, many people chose to leave the amusement park, which started to quiet down.

Sam wasn’t very tired but felt there wasn’t much left worth doing.

Sophie appeared weary, her stamina not the best. Given her slim figure, it was no surprise she lacked the fat reserves for energy storage.

“Let’s wrap this up; I want to go home.” The cool and composed demeanor she had upon arrival had now given way to disarray, her refreshing and soft hair looking somewhat untidy from sweat.

Isabella, adjusting her sunhat, seemed to be faring the best, her unique aura intact in her white dress, even her makeup unchanged. “We need a perfect finish to commemorate our first team-building.”

Sophie immediately frowned. “What more do you want?” she said, sensing trouble.

Isabella, all smiles, draped an arm around Sophie, who detested physical contact with anyone but couldn’t shrug her off. “Let’s go to the Starlight Bar! Our perfect weekend is just one step away!”

Sam frowned. “We’re all students; going to the Starlight Bar doesn’t seem right.”

Isabella smiled, “We’ll just have some juice.”

Sophie retorted, annoyed, “Juice at the Starlight Bar? Are you crazy?”

“Wheat juice,” Isabella said.

Sophie hesitated, “Is there even such a thing as wheat juice?”

Sam rubbed his temples, somewhat helplessly clarifying, “She means beer.”

Sophie, taken aback, promptly pulled away from Isabella’s arm. “Are you insane? That’s still drinking!”

Isabella stood hands on hips, proudly displaying her breasts, which could easily make Sophie feel insecure.

“Why can’t we drink? This isn’t school, and we’re all over 18, right? How can a gathering be complete without a drink? Sophie, your values seem quite problematic.”

“Whose values are really the problem here?”

Isabella narrowed her eyes, then turned to Sophie. “Oh, can’t Sophie drink?”

“Who said that?”

Predictably, a familiar scenario unfolded, and Sam didn’t even know what to say.

Sophie really never learns, does she? How many times has this happened, and she still can’t just back down a little? Or is standing her ground just her nature?

Isabella scoffed dismissively. “It’s clear, those who don’t like drinking are doomed to a relatively failed life. If you can’t drink, that’s fine, I won’t mock you.”

Sophie looked at Isabella coldly. “Let me make it clear, I don’t think not being able to drink is shameful. What I’m going to show you is what it means to be a true master of drink.”

Sam facepalmed. Really, are you a pike, biting at every bait?

Isabella waved her hand. “Great! Let’s go!”

“No, I might have other plans, I should…” Sam didn’t want to be part of this absurd activity.

But Isabella grabbed his wrist as if oblivious to any notions of propriety between genders. “It’s Saturday, what could you possibly have to do? Come on, when else should we drink if not now? Let’s go, go, go!”

“…”

Who exactly did I manage to offend?

Sam, nearly in tears, could already anticipate the chaos that was about to ensue.

It seemed Isabella wasn’t just set on corrupting Sophie but him as well. This was no club; it was Isabella’s playground, and they were her chosen toys!

After a journey of roughly twenty minutes, they moved from the amusement park to the Starlight Bar. The Starlight Bar wasn’t too crowded, nor was it in a remote location.

With the sunset casting its glow, Isabella, seemingly familiar with the place, had already ordered a table full of items.

Aside from a bunch of beers, there were also many pastries and foods to fill the stomach.

Isabella took the seat on the far right, with Sam in the middle, and to his surprise, Sophie sat on his other side, seemingly more inclined to be close to him than to Isabella.

Sam could clearly sense Sophie’s nervousness at the sight of the alcohol. Her reaction wasn’t quite the same as on the roller coaster, but her mood was similarly off, confirming Sam’s suspicion that Sophie indeed wasn’t good at drinking.

By then, Isabella had already poured full glasses of beer for the three of them, the foam nearly spilling over, ensuring no one drank less than their share.

She raised her glass. “Here’s to the successful conclusion of The Ultimate Human Department’s first team event!”

Sam sighed, hoping for a truly successful conclusion, as he lifted his glass, glancing at the girl beside him.

Sophie seemed lost, staring blankly at her glass, seemingly unresponsive.

Isabella burst into laughter. “What’s the matter? Can’t Sophie really drink? No worries, I’ll ask the staff to bring some water. For kids, water is just fine.”

Sophie’s head shot up as if a switch had been flipped. She lifted her glass with a defiant air, staring down the two of them. “Who are you calling a kid? Don’t underestimate me. Watch out, I don’t hold back when I drink.”

“Ha ha ha, well then, I’d love to see your prowess. Cheers!”

“…Cheers.”

Sam was beyond the point of commentary.

Isabella drank with gusto, and Sam, resignedly, took a big gulp. Thankfully, it was just beer, with a relatively low alcohol content. Sophie, too, took a sip, with an air of resigned determination.

“Bang!”

When the glass hit the table, Sam was surprised to see that Sophie had finished more than half of it. However, her cheeks quickly turned rosy.

Sam couldn’t help but ask, “Are you sure you’re okay drinking that fast?”

Sophie’s face took on a radiant hue as she smirked dismissively. “This much? It’s still early days!”

Then, “Bang!” Sophie’s head crashed onto the table.

Sam and Isabella jumped in shock. “What’s happening?!”

Isabella’s eyes widened. She had anticipated Sophie’s low tolerance, but not to this dramatic extent.

Sam looked at Isabella with resignation. “There’s a limit to provocation. Pushing too far only leads to harm.”

“Is she… okay?”

Isabella and Sam tried to check on her, but in the next moment, “Swoosh!” Sophie suddenly lifted her head.

Her expression was somewhat dazed, her cheeks still flushed, but Sam distinctly noticed a significant change in her gaze.

She looked around in confusion, then her eyes settled back on the glass on the table. “So we were drinking…”

Even her tone sounded off.

Isabella tentatively asked, “Sophie… are you alright? Maybe you shouldn’t drink anymore?”

But Sophie flashed an unusually sweet smile, rare for her. “It’s okay~ It’s just drinking, after all. Come on, cheers!”

With that, she tipped her head back and finished the rest of her drink in one go!

Sam and Isabella exchanged bewildered glances, reading the same message in each other’s eyes.

Something was very wrong. This woman was acting very strangely!