Chapter 220

Shelmaine was determined to never forgive him, no matter what. Reconciliation was completely off the table. Samuel rose to his feet. His clothes were damp. As he caught sight of the disgust on her face, he had a sense of being caught in a web of his own making. Truly, he could only blame himself for all this. Now that he pestered her once again, it was inevitable that Shelmaine wouldn't be taken in by it. Samuel grabbed his coat and cell phone before heading out, thoughtfully shutting the door behind him. Her nerves were so on edge that she could barely catch her breath. It was only after checking multiple times that he had left that she finally started to calm down. She retreated back to her room, took a long shower, changed into her pajamas, and prepared to go to bed. But as she drifted off to sleep, she once again dreamed of Samuel. When she woke up the next morning and remembered the content of her dream from the night before, she felt disgusted. This man wouldn't even leave