Chapter 131

Samantha stood frozen for a moment. Nicholas quietly clutched the ring in his hand and began to wheel himself out of the room. Startled, Samantha chased after him. The way he kept his head down, looking all dispirited, made her uneasy. "Nicholas, where are you going?" "If Caitlin doesn't like it, I'll just throw it away," Nicholas pouted like a child throwing a tantrum. Samantha was caught off guard. To him, that ring probably didn't mean anything special—it was like any necklace or bracelet. He'd only picked it because "Caitlin liked it." Now she felt bad. She'd overreacted. Why take it so seriously when the person giving it thinks like a ten-year-old? Henrietta noticed how low Nicholas seemed and immediately turned her frustration on Samantha. "Caitlin, what did you do to my son? He was just smiling a second ago, and now look at him!" Samantha knew she was partly to blame, so she didn't argue back. Instead, she stopped Nicholas's wheelchair, crouched beside him, and gently said, "I d