The girl saw how Sam gently treated Emily after he scolded her.
Although she was unwilling to be dealt with that way, it was obviously not a great idea to stay there
anymore.
"I hate you," she uttered spitefully.
Then, cupping her little face, the poor girl left in tears.
Meanwhile, Sam didn't respond and just maintained his distant face.
"Let's go back and change clothes." Seeing the tea stain on Emily's clothes, he reached out his hand to
her.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Emily stood up and accepted his hand, responding, "Okay."
However, when she saw his shoulders shaking, she immediately asked, "What's wrong?"
"Look!" Sam pointed at the tissue caught in between their hands.
And with bliss glinting in his eyes, he added, "I was going to give you this."
With this, Emily blushed even more. Her cheeks were now as red as a ripened apple.
The interlocking of their hands caused a surge of heat within her body, while his soft skin grazing her
palms was undeniably tricky to ignore.
"Let's go," Sam uttered, seeming to sense how nervous Emily was. Then, he pulled her hand and
walked out.
The wind blew as they traversed out of the garden, illuminating a spark of freshness on the two teens.
Only when they reached the living room did he gently let go of her hand.
"Mom, find her a dress. It got stained by accident."
Hearing what he said, Emily felt even more anxious, afraid of leaving a bad impression again. She still
had not forgotten what happened this morning.
As young teens, they were expected to be silly, share a laugh or a cry while exploring their formative
feelings.
"Why did you get your clothes stained?"
"I accidentally poured tea on her dress," replied Sam.
"Okay, go change your clothes." Then, his mother turned to Tami, the servant, and ordered, "Take her
to change her clothes."
As soon as Emily turned around and left, she heard Sam's mother scolding him.
"What's wrong with you? Saki came to play with you. But I heard she left in tears.
How many times have I told you about that before? I asked you to take care of her. Her arm was
scalded, and yet you left her.
If you keep acting like this, I won't be able to explain it to your Uncle Noel."
"Okay, I know," the poor boy uttered while keeping his head slightly low.
Hearing this, Emily couldn't help but slow her steps so she could listen more.
But soon, she was taken to a guest room where she changed into a new set of clothes. The dirty one
was given to the servant to be washed and dried. She thought she could wear them before going back
home.
And at the same time, she wondered if Sam's mother liked the girl named Saki over her.
This thought lingered on her head until she and her family left in the afternoon.
"You should visit again next time."
"We will, auntie," Emily replied sweetly.
After saying that, she watched the adults biding their goodbyes.
For a second, she couldn't refrain herself from looking at Sam, whom she caught having his eyes fixed
on her too. The moment their eyes met, Emily instantly blushed, feeling her heart raging in her chest.
She didn't want him to think she was too timid, so she stuck her gaze at him for a while.
"Sam, you're welcome to visit our house too!" she invited with so much vigor.
"Okay," the young boy shortly responded.
However, deep down, he found her timidness quite cute and amusing. She was like a little rabbit––
sometimes dull, but mostly perky and adorable.
However, Emily seemed to be quite lively in front of others. So, why was she so shy in front of him?
Shaking his head, Sam wondered which one made her even cuter––her shyness in front of him or her
vibrant spirit when facing other people.
"Let me get your phone number so we could keep in touch," he suddenly uttered while taking out his
phone.
"O-Oh o-okay, sure." Emily firmly shut her eyes after realizing that she stuttered.
She quickly extracted her phone from her bag and began operating it with slightly quivering hands.
After that, she recited her number to him.
By the time they successfully exchanged their digits, Emily and her parents were set to leave.
"Don't forget to pay us a visit," she reminded one more time, obviously reluctant to take off.
Perhaps it was the intertwining of their hands earlier, but Emily no longer felt the urge to avoid his
intense gaze. Instead, she equaled his eyes with hers, not flickering for even a second.
"Okay," Sam responded, waving his hand at her.
While inside their car on the way home, Emily kept staring at the newly listed number on her phone,
evidently delighted, as evidenced by the sheepish smile on her lips. She didn't know when Sam would
come and visit her, but it didn't matter. At least now, they had a way to communicate with each other.
When they got home, Emily's mother finally had time to talk to her.
"Emily, do you like Sam?" the woman directly asked, much to the surprise of her daughter.
The latter avoided eye contact and replied apprehensively, "No."
She didn't know how her mother could sense it. Was it because she was too obvious? Then, would
Sam find out as well?
As these thoughts occupied her head, Emily was a little distracted.
"Emily, you are almost eighteen years old. Let me tell you something."
"Okay, please go ahead," the girl eagerly uttered, sitting upright to listen.
"To be honest, I have sensed it before, but I was not sure about it until today," Finley revealed,
cautiously looking at her daughter to see any changes in her expression.
"You like Sam.
I also tried to sound out his mother's attitude today, and I think she prefers Saki Su. I believe you met
her today."
Tears instantly welled up in Emily's eyes when she heard her mother's words.
She was not a rebellious girl. What happened today had exhausted all her courage. The chance she
had thought of before had now seemingly dissipated.
"As you know, the Feng Family runs a private hospital. And Sam is very talented. He might be a doctor
like your uncle Carmelo in the future."
"What does it have to do with that Saki Su? Why does auntie prefer her?" Emily asked in a heavy voice
while sobbing.
"Saki Su's family is engaged in the medical equipment business. They have been doing business with
the Feng Family for many years. The two families are very close.
More than that, Saki and Sam grew up together. You can say they are childhood sweetheart, and both
their families are trying to make a match between the two."
"Ah, I don't want to hear this. I can't accept it." Emily cried even more.
"It's okay. My girl, you are still young. You will definitely meet another boy in the future," Finley
comforted, caressing her daughter's soft hair.
"Don't worry about it, okay? You go and have a good sleep tonight," she added, still holding Emily in
her arms and patting her gently.
After crying for a long time, Emily went upstairs in a daze.
When she woke up the next morning, the first thing she did was open her phone and stare at Sam's
number, feeling very bitter.
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