The silver linings disappeared and soon the entire atmosphere turned bleakly gray. The hillside was quiet. Samantha was the only one left on the hillside. The only thing whispering in her ear were the whistles of the wind. Samantha couldn\'t help but shiver. She felt like someone was watching her, but she simply blamed the wind and continued to work. She was still afraid. Although she was in an open area, she felt like she couldn\'t run away if someone chased her. The storm arrived just as the thunder prophesized. It looked like she was painting the beauty of the hillside by herself, with a brush and a container filled with gold paint. His lips had a shallow arc when he approached, she was working so hard with those delicate and tender hands. But as he approached he noticed she was shivering from the cold and his smile quickly disappeared. Eventually, he finally reached her. \"Matchmaking sounds fun, do you think you can
Samantha bit his tongue to free herself. \"Samantha, I have—\" He wanted to profess his newfound love for her, but he took a look at the woman\'s shy face. She had tiny drops of rain on her silky black hair and the gloomy atmosphere only made her rosy cheeks more noticeable. \"Be my woman.\" He had given in to his carnal desires, he held her with one hand while unbuttoning his shirt with the other. \"Ah!\" With a heart-piercing scream, all his movements stopped, and a layer of fine sweat quickly swelled from the corner of Samantha\'s forehead. Seeing the woman\'s sudden pale and pained face, Peter almost jumped away nervously. He put her on his lap, and asked anxiously, \"What\'s the matter? Where is the pain?\" \"Ankle, it burns!\" \"Stay calm, let me see.\" Peter opened Samantha\'s trousers and saw two drops of blood flowing down her snow-white ankles, his eyes were stunned to see it. She didn\'t get scratched by a tree branch,
\"Damn, Peter, don\'t scare me like that,\" Kristoff breathed a sigh of relief, and frowned in distress. \"You\'re worse than all of the overprotective mothers I\'ve met.\" \"There\'s too much blood coming out. Go get someone to draw blood from me we are the same blood type.\" Peter unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled his sleeves as he gave a serious order to Kristoff. \"Peter, you dumbass.\" This was actually starting to become funny for him. \"This is normal for women calm down, she won\'t die.\" A beautiful female nurse opened the door and nodded politely to the two men. She walked to Samantha\'s bed to lift her quilt. The next second her wrists became numb. \"What are you doing?\" Peter guarded Samantha with a defensive hand, the nurse was almost paralyzed with his cold look. \"Mr. Xiao, I\'m just here to change her pants and her quilt.\" The nurse shook the towel in her hand and looked at the domineering rich man timidly. \"You w
\"Uncle Xia, about the pear trees.\" Samantha looked at Charles apologetically. When she fainted, the pear blossoms were in full bloom; when she woke up, the pear blossoms had already fallen. Although she woke up on the third day, she still wasn\'t strong enough to fully recover. An entire season had passed and fall was about to start. \"Don\'t worry about it. Your health is more important, I\'ve already arranged others to do it. You can actually see fruit on the trees now, would you like to see the tree you pollinated?\" Charles kindly asked. \"Sure.\" Samantha\'s face was pale from her recent hospitalization, but she still had a smile on her face. \"But I\'m going to wear boots this time. I got cut by a poisonous branch the last time I was out there.\" \"There\'s need to do that, Ms. Yan,\" Charles pointed his finger out the window. \"Apart from the pear orchard, every single plant and weed was plucked out. The hillside is very clean now.\"
\"Girl, do you know how beautiful your voice is?\" Peter asked vaguely, he started to unbutton her shirt collar to go in. Samantha shuddered as if she was being hit with an electric current. Her body was so weak, she didn\'t have any strength, so she collapsed in his arms. It was impossible to avoid him, resistance was too difficult for her. He kissed her on the lips again so abruptly, her breath was cut short she felt like she was about to faint. Her body was so weak, even the smallest touch could bolt her forwards. She had given birth to a son, but it didn\'t feel like her body had been touched by another man. Peter let her go and spared her life. \"So, where\'s your confidence to call me brother-in-law? Make breakfast for two in the morning, I\'m looking forward to having those bamboo shoots.\" Breakfast for two, the other one must be for Cassandra. It was too easy for him, a marriage certificate forces one woman to stay, while a four year relat
With that, she pushed Samantha out of her room. Samantha felt her stomach twist and turn, she then went back to her room helplessly. Even if they were on common ground, they couldn\'t agree with each other. She regretted ever going to Cassandra, she feared she would tell Peter and only God knew what would happen to her. Samantha sighed deeply. She stood on the balcony looking into the distance, thinking about other ways to escape. \"Let\'s go for a walk,\" A low and pleasant-sounding voice rang from behind her. Peter walked over, hugged her from behind, and put his hand on her hand. \"You wanted to see the pear tree didn\'t you? Charles is busy right now, but I can take you there.\" As soon as he pressed his hot chest against her back, Samantha couldn\'t help but whimper as her hands shook. This man was the end of her. Every time he touched her, every time she heard his voice, her heartbeat would quicken and her body would become
\"This one is way better than mine, you should have told me you were a photographer.\" A trace of admiration overflowed from Samantha\'s voice. \"I\'m not a photographer, I just learned a few bits of advice from Cassandra and Ruby\'s photo shoots.\" Peter smiled slightly. He let her down smoothly and he walked around to find another angle. \"Come here, let me teach you.\" Seeing that she was interested in photography, Peter naturally supported her and he taught her with camera in hand. Samantha was a fast learner and she accepted things with an open mind very quickly, but she was also the kind of person who would starve to death in the thirst of knowledge. Peter taught her very slowly, he bid his time and enjoyed the moment he had with her. Samantha was very obedient in following his instructions in photography. Peter wished she could also do the same in the evening. She had come to admire Peter now, but she still wasn\'t willing to sleep
\"Peter, go sleep in your room.\" Samantha\'s voice was almost begging him. Her eyes were very pitiful and timid. Regardless of the final outcome, she felt comfort knowing she fought and worked hard against him. \"All right.\" Peter nodded. He walked up to Samantha and carried her to his room. It was only right for the husband and wife to sleep in the master\'s bedroom. He thought Samantha\'s proposal was perfect. \"Hey, I meant go back to sleep alone!\" She exclaimed. \"Oh, really now?\" He smiled coyly. Samantha gritted her teeth with anger. She kicked her legs and flailed her arms around to no avail. Peter kicked the door of his own room open with a loud bang. He threw Samantha onto the bed with a sinister smile. The bed was soft, it was made from the highest quality materials, but Samantha felt nothing but pins and needles on her hands and back. She quickly jumped down and ran towards the door. Peter pressed a button