Samantha blinked intuitively and wanted to see more clearly, but when she looked over again, Timothy's back was straight and his pace was fast and steady. That swaying earlier was just her illusion.
It was no surprise. A man as insufferably arrogant as Timothy would never show such fragility. His expression remained unchanged, same as when the masked man who kidnapped him pointed a gun at his face.
However, Samantha was still somewhat confused when he just left like that.
She had clearly sensed Timothy's murderous aura earlier...
Just as her mind was lost in a flurry of thought, Alan's gentle voice rang in her ears and he asked, "Do you know that man, Sammy?"
Samantha's consciousness snapped back instantly and she turned around to look at Alan. Her mouth unconsciously opened and she was about to answer the three words, "He's my husband".
