Once Bitten, Twice Shy

Chapter 203: I Love You Too, My Wife

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Harmony seemed to be everywhere.

Samantha was in a good mood that day and did not even bother to glance at Harmony. The last thing she wanted was to have her wonderful day ruined by that woman.

Harmony made it a point to wait there for Samantha to arrive. She wanted to be the first to enjoy looking at Samantha’s hollow-eyed appearance after an insomniac night.

After Rochelle came to make a fuss with her the day before, she received news that Rochelle had investigated her some time ago and found out a bit about her history with Timothy. Since Rochelle had knowledge of that, it was almost certain she would tell Samantha too.

When Timothy received a text from Samantha during the tea session and was asked to go home, Harmony was confident that her relationship with Timothy had come under Samantha’s scrutiny.

After that, she deliberately sent the text to Timothy and uploaded the photo on WeTalk just so Samantha would see all that.

She wanted Samantha to experience an agonizing and heart-wrenching insomnia.

However, Harmony’s looked at Samantha’s face and saw not even the slightest trace of listlessness. On the contrary, Samantha’s face looked unusually moist and extremely supple, as if it could bedazzle a person simply by the virtue of its dewiness and beauty.

Harmony was in disbelief. Could the pallid appearance have been covered up by makeup?

She stared grudgingly at Samantha for a few seconds, only to have her heart crushed.

There seemed to be no trace of makeup on Samantha’s face and there was no lipstick at all. Samantha’s skin was so delicately moist that her pores were invisible and there was even a little blush on her fair face.

Harmony’s expression sank.

Could it be that Samantha did not see the photo she uploaded or the text message she sent the night before? Samantha might have missed it on that occasion, but it was impossible that she would continue missing it repeatedly.

All Harmony had to do was show it one more time in front of Samantha.

Harmony suddenly let out a painful hiss and reached into her bag to take out the tube of ointment. She did not hold it too firmly and ended up letting it drop to the ground.

The ointment just so happened to fall right by Samantha’s feet and it was hard for Samantha to not see it.

She recognized at a glance that it was the same tube of ointment Harmony’s posted the day before, the same one that Timothy bought for her.

“Ah, my hand hurts so much that I have butterfingers now,” Harmony muttered softly to herself. She then squatted down and picked up the tube of ointment very slowly, before unscrewing the cap and squeezing some on her fingertips. She then wiped the back of her injured hand and continued muttering, “I’m lucky to have someone who cares about me and bought this specially for me. This is some good ointment. It feels cool as I rub it on and the pain disappears right away.”

Samantha’s lips twitched as she glared coldly at the act Harmony put on.

Irked at Harmony’s endless attempts at stirring trouble, Samantha decided to join in the fun too.

Samantha’s hair was originally draped behind her back, but she put aside the insulated lunch box she was carrying and then removed the hair tie from her wrist by holding it between her teeth. She then raised her hands and gathered her hair skillfully, before using the hair tie to secure her high ponytail. Her fair and slender neck was exposed, and so was the suggestive dark red patch on her right nape.

Samantha’s fair and delicate skin had been obscured by her hair earlier and the mark was hidden from view. Once her hair was tied into a high ponytail, the reddish mark stood out like a sore thumb.

Harmony’s pupils contracted when she looked over and she felt as though she had been struck by a heavy punch.

She was initially quite confident that those seeds of doubt she sowed would condemn Samantha to an agonizing night of wild guesses. However, the end result seemed to be far from her expectations and Samantha appeared to have had a passionate night with Timothy!

Harmony clenched her hand unconsciously but continued to smile, as if she had not seen anything.

Samantha smirked when she caught a glimpse of Harmony’s expression from the corner of her eyes. She entered her WeTalk, tapped on Timothy’s chat, and sent him a voicemail.

“Hubby, I’ll make sure to eat the lovely breakfast you made for me. I love you.”

Samantha deliberately emphasized the last three words ‘I love you’.

After hearing that, Harmony could not help but look at the insulated lunch box that Samantha had picked back up again. Did Timothy—a man who would never step into the kitchen to cook—actually make breakfast for Samantha?

Harmony felt that Samantha had deliberately made such a remark just to piss her off.

Perhaps none of the WeTalk messages Samantha received in the past were from Timothy and it was all just an act! Samantha might even have two phone numbers which she used to exchange those messages.

What a cheap, clumsy trick!

Harmony smiled mockingly as she thought of all that.

Seconds later, there was a notification ringtone from Samantha’s phone. She clicked on the message and saw a voicemail from the other party. “I love you too, my wife.”

The man’s voice was low, deep, and extremely pleasant. It seemed to echo in one’s ears and anyone who heard it would blush uncontrollably as their heart began to race. It was a form of sweetness overload.

The smile on Harmony’s lips froze for a brief moment. Her pure and beautiful face became distorted immediately, turning gloomy and ugly.

Samantha snorted lightly. ‘You’re pissed now, aren’t you! Everybody knows how to be affectionate, but then again, I’m not trying to show off or anything…it’s just my daily routine!’

A ding was heard and the elevator had reached the third floor.

Samantha put her phone away, held her loving breakfast, and walked straight out of the elevator without even looking at Harmony.

Harmony froze on the spot and bit her lower lip, which had almost turned paled due to the sheer amount of force in her bite. She then held back her jealousy and anger, took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, then walked out of the elevator.

Unexpectedly, Victoria walked in Samantha’s direction as she set foot into the office lobby.

Victoria had her own office room because she was one of the company’s main anchors, but her office was not on the third floor. Victoria showing up there came as a complete surprise.

Samantha was excited to meet her idol so suddenly but she did not let her excitement show up. She maintained a calm expression and smiled as she greeted the woman in a polite and reserved manner, “Hello, Ms. Goldman.”

Victoria’s ever-stoic expression did not change much. She merely glanced at Samantha and gave a slight nod before continuing to walk outside.

Harmony happened to see that scene when she walked in and laughed contemptuously. Victoria paid no attention to Samantha even though the latter had won the competition; by contrast, Victoria had previously intended to take Harmony under her wing.

Did Samantha really think that she could get everything?

Harmony wanted to show that she was the one who caught Victoria’s eye and was slated to be the future star of Lychee TV! She wanted Samantha’s eyes to open wide and see reality!

Harmony lifted her hand and adjusted her hair swiftly. A beautifully brilliant smile spread across her face and she stepped forward while greeting Victoria sweetly, “Good morning Ms. Goldman.”

When Victoria responded to the greeting, Harmony could exchange a few words with her to show that she was different. Unfortunately, Victoria walked past her without even looking, as if she was nothing more than the air inside the room.

Harmony was extremely stunned and her eyes widened slightly. Did Victoria not hear the greeting or was Victoria unable to recall her because she was swamped with work?

Harmony could sense that some of the colleagues were looking in her direction.

Victoria had, at the very least, glanced at Samantha earlier. It would be even more embarrassing if Victoria merely ignored Harmony and walked away!

Not one to give up, Harmony maintained her smile and stood gracefully in front of Victoria while continuing, “I’m Harmony Johnson. We’ve met before, Ms.. Goldman. You mentioned wanting to invite me over for some tea? Do you remember that?”