\"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
There was a rapid knock on the door. Peter walked out in a nightgown. \"What is it?\" \"President Xiao.\" Lian\'s voice was deliberately lowered. Samantha was afraid that it might have something to do with her, so she walked over barefoot and tried to listen in. Lian\'s tone sounded serious, but she couldn\'t discern his words through the door. Samantha returned to bed in disappointment. She closed his eyes and forced herself to sleep. \"You got lucky this time, little catfish,\" Suddenly a charming low-pitched voice pierced into her ears. \"Everything in this room belongs to me, and that includes you. I\'ll have my way with you eventually, but for now go get some sleep.\" Samantha opened her eyes and she looked for the source of the sound in astonishment. She asked in an angry tone, \"Where are you going?\" \"Out.\" Peter walked to the closet and he took out a black shirt and a pair of pants. His perfect figure was sexy and luxur
\"Cry if you want to cry, but you still need to eat.\" Peter picked up the small bowl again and he fed Samantha spoon by spoon, he was very patient with her. Samantha swallowed a few mouthfuls. She cautiously said, \"Don\'t you love Cassandra? Why are you keeping me here? Do you want to have two beautiful women at your side or is it just petty revenge on Jonathan? You know what, I really don\'t care. Everyone has their place in life, your place is with Cassandra and mine is with Jonathan. It\'s best if you—\" The porcelain bowl was thrown against the wall with a harsh sound. Samantha was so surprised that her hair stood up. She turned her face and looked at the broken porcelain shards all over the floor subconsciously. Peter\'s heavy breathing could be heard from behind her. Samantha stood up nervously. She was a bit displeased with his behavior, there was no reason to break a bowl over her heartfelt words. \"I\'m getting a broom.\" But be
After a long time he spoke out, \"Tell Uncle Gong, I\'ll meet him some other time.\" \"President, you\'ve already agreed. If you cancel on Mr. Gong it\'ll make things harder in the long run.\" \"I don\'t want to leave her,\" he solemnly answered. Lian glanced at Samantha and sighed. At least the president was kind enough to stay with her. \"Fine, just leave it to me.\" Jeremiah Gong was the leading figure in the upper class of Zhongzhou City. He was mainly respected for his status as a peacekeeper among the elite. He was a friend to everyone, including James, Peter\'s father. Trouble had risen up and it was his duty to resolve it before it reaches the eyes of the common people. Too many things happened at once for it to be a coincidence. Half an hour ago, Lian received a call from Jeremiah. He said that Jonathan\'s mother wanted him to solve things between him and Peter. Samantha said that she still loved Jonathan and that drove P