TRICKED INTO MARRIAGE - Season 1 Episode 98

When Samantha came out of the bathroom after freshening up, she saw Timothy sitting on the sofa again. He was handling some business affairs as he looked at his laptop while flipping through documents.

The sunlight outside the window radiated in, illuminating his attentive and handsome face. Samantha had to admit that it was extremely pleasing to the eye.

At that point however, Samantha had no intention of admiring his handsomeness. On the contrary, she was actually in a rather bad mood.

She expected that Timothy would have to go to the company at least every day. He had a lot of work to do, so he might not have much time to stay there.

Judging from his stance, however, he could be said to have moved his entire office to the ward! That was a sign that he had no plans on leaving!

Samantha could not help but feel a little confused. Although she knew Timothy was doing it for Old Madam Barker, he had never been that obedient when he was in the villa previously!

Was he not supposed to be working so often that he did not even go back to the villa? Why was he so obedient?

Timothy seemed to have sensed Samantha’s gaze because he raised his eyes and looked over.

Samantha was stunned, but before she had any time to react, she made eye contact with Timothy and saw his lips curling up.

Timothy’s deep voice sounded, “Come here.”

“Is something wrong?” Samantha subconsciously raised her guard.

“Come. Here,” Timothy said in a concise and unquestionable tone.

Samantha did not want to unnecessarily provoke Timothy—she was not a masochist, after all.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she lifted her feet and walked toward the sofa. However, when she was one step away from him, she stopped and said, “Tell me. What’s the matter?”

Timothy looked askance at her, then raised his chin and gestured at the position beside him, saying, “Sit down.”

Samantha frowned. She had no idea what that scumbag wanted to do. She calmed down and sat down but continued to keep a certain distance from him.

“You can look,” Timothy said lazily, “but it’d be better for you not to say anything because it’ll affect me.”

Samantha was left speechless and stunned by his words. She could not make head or tail of it and it took her about half a minute before she suddenly understood.

She had earlier looked at him blankly because she was confused, but he interpreted it as if she was the one peeking at him. In that case, did Timothy ask her to come over and sit next to him, just to reward her with an up-close and personal view of him?

“You! I don’t want to look at you!” Samantha’s face turned red, not out of shyness, but out of anger.

Timothy cocked his eyebrows slightly. “It’s not the first time you did this.”

Was he referring to the several times she looked at him the previous night?

It really was a big misunderstanding…

“I…” Samantha rushed to explain, but she did not know what kind of explanation to offer him. Her lips opened and closed several times, and in the end, the only thing she was able to say was, “The point is, I don’t want to look at you!”

After saying that, she got up, scrambled away, then walked to the bed and sat down. In order to avoid any contact with Timothy’s eyes, she turned around and turned her back to him.

The ward was very quiet, and she seemed to hear a soft laugh from the man behind her…or not.

Samantha gritted her teeth slightly.

That scumbag really was a narcissist! Who the hell wants to look at him? Did he think he was that good-looking?

Then again, if she could fall in love with him at first sight, then it seemed the only explanation was because he was good-looking…

She frequently ogled at him in a daze when they were in love last time.

When Samantha thought of the past, she could not help but feel a little uneasy. In the end, she became even angrier, and that anger was directed at herself for being such a disappointment. It was Timothy’s handsome looks that seduced her in the past, without which she would never have liked him nor fallen in love with him. Then everything else after that would never happen…

When it was past ten o’clock, the doctor came to visit the room.

Samantha used to be alone in the past, so the sudden appearance of a charismatic man stunned the doctor for a moment. The doctor could not help but glance at the man again.

Furthermore, that man seemed quite familiar. Was it not Timothy Barker, the CEO of the Barker Group?

The doctor had known Samantha for a long time, but he scarcely expected her to have such influential connections. Aside from being able to request the little saint to treat her brother, she could even get Timothy to come to the ward and act as a caregiver. He was in awe of her capabilities!

From the looks of it, the doctor did not have to worry that much about Corey’s condition.

After the routine check-up, the doctor said to Samantha, “Ms. Larsson, there are still a few things I have to inform you about. Please come to the office with me.”

“Okay.”

Samantha followed the doctor out of the ward.

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Five minutes later, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Timothy thought that Samantha had come back, but to his surprise, the person who walked in was the nurse he saw the night before.

The nurse was briefly startled when she saw him and halted her footsteps too. After all, she was still somewhat traumatized by her expressionless look the other day.

The man’s dark eyes stared at her and he did not speak.

The nurse gulped and hurriedly explained, “Sir, I… I’m here to wipe Corey’s body.”

“Mm,” Timothy answered faintly, then lowered his eyes and continued reading the document.

The nurse breathed a sigh of relief. She raised her foot and was about to walk in, but then saw Timothy’s black eyes look up at her again. He then said, “I’ll do it.”

“What?” The nurse thought she had misheard him.

Timothy stood up immediately, gracefully unbuttoned his cuffs, then rolled up his sleeves and walked toward the bathroom.

He then brought out a basin of warm water, walked to the bed, and set the basin down on the bedside table. After soaking a towel in the warm water and wringing out the excess liquid, he started to wipe Corey’s body.

The nurse stepped forward unconsciously and said, “Sir, it’s better for me to do it. Do you…really know how to…”

Before she could finish her question, she saw Timothy’s extremely proficient movements and exquisite control of strength. It was at least on the same level as a professional nurse like her.

The nurse’s eyes widened in surprise, and it took her some time before she snapped back to her senses. She could not help but say, “Sir, how are you so skilled? Have you been a caregiver to someone else before?”

Timothy did not answer and merely concentrated on wiping Corey’s body.

Just as the nurse thought he was not going to answer, she suddenly heard the man’s sonorous reply. “Yes. I have cared for someone before.”

Who could have had the privilege of being taken care of by such a distinguished person? The nurse was a little curious and asked, “Who is it?”

Timothy’s eyelids sank slightly and his vision turned slightly blur, as if he had immersed himself in a memory. His lips curled up slowly and his voice had become so heartbreakingly gentle when he next spoke up.

The nurse heard the man say clearly. “Someone…I love.”
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After Samantha finished talking to the attending doctor, she left the office and walked back to the ward.

The door to the ward was not closed, so she wondered if someone had come in.

She walked in gently and saw Timothy standing by the bed with the nurse. However, it was not the nurse who was wiping Corey’s body, but Timothy.

At the same time, Samantha had also heard the entire conversation between Timothy and the nurse.
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