Samantha answered Timothy, "I'll leave then!"
She stood up and wanted to make her way out, but Timothy grabbed her wrist. Then, she felt as if her world was spinning, and she soon fell onto the bed.
Timothy rolled over, pushed her upper body against the bed, and pressed her hands by the side of her cheeks.
The man narrowed his eyes, and his gaze was filled with threats. "If you go out now, it's the same as you telling Grandma that we're acting."
Nonetheless, Samantha was so anxious that she had forgotten about this.
Samantha knew that she was in the wrong, and she could not argue back either, so she said, "Then… You should sleep on the sofa!"
"Hah."
Hearing the man's sneer, Samantha suddenly got her senses back. It seemed that she once again forgot that Timothy was no longer the same man who loved her unconditionally.
