Alexander played wildly all day, and on the way back, he fell asleep in the car.
Ethan gently carried him back to the room and covered him with a blanket.
After returning to his own room, Ethan took a shower and lay in bed, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard he tried.
Unable to resist, he picked up his phone and checked it.
Empty.
No messages.
He tossed the phone away disappointedly, feeling inexplicably irritated, not even sure what he was expecting.
After a while, the phone 'dinged' with a sound.
He picked up the phone at the fastest speed and checked the message.
It was an advertising message.
The anger in his heart flared up even more.
He opened Whatsapp, found Samantha's chat box, and looked at her passionate confessions. A string of resentment surged in his chest, and he quickly typed on his phone.
[Are you dead?]
Not even a single contact throughout the day, not even a greeting.
Samantha received the message while working tirelessly in the study.
After seeing the content, she couldn't help but laugh.
Originally thinking of firing back, she remembered the housekeeper's words, hesitated for a moment, decisively deleted his message, tossed the phone aside, and continued working.
Ethan stared at the phone, and Samantha didn't reply for a long time.
He sent another message.
[Blind?]
Seeing the message, Samantha had never felt so speechless.
[Mr. Steele, you manage the Emperor Group. Even if you don't work, your family's money won't be spent for seven generations. I'll starve if I don't work. Translation: I'm working right now; please don't disturb me.]
Hearing the message alert, Ethan immediately opened Whatsapp.
After seeing Samantha's reply, a throbbing pain hit his temples.
He threw away the phone.
Angry and feeling as if his heart were firmly gripped, he struggled to breathe.
The sensation was strange and unfamiliar.
...
Late at night.
Noah, taking advantage of Samantha being asleep, quietly retrieved her phone.
Seeing the previous interactions between the two, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Trembling, he sent a message to Ethan.
[I'm done! I'm sorry. Just now, a plan was rejected by the client, and I'm in a bad mood. That's why my tone was a bit harsh. Can you not be angry with me?]
He had seen how his uncle's girlfriends always pacified him when they made him angry.
But even after a long time, there was no response to the message.
Noah sent several more messages in succession.
[I'm sorry; please don't be angry.]
[My feelings for you have never changed.]
[Why aren't you replying?]
[Are you still mad at me?]
[What do I need to do for you not to be angry?]
[Mr. Steele...]
[President Steele...]
[Ethan...]
Ethan lay in bed, seeing the phone on the floor constantly buzzing. After hesitating for a while, he picked up the phone, and several messages popped up in the chat box he opened.
Seeing her messages, one by one, affectionately calling him ‘Ethan,’ miraculously smoothed his agitated mood, dispelling all the clouds of gloom.
After maintaining composure for a while, he cleared his throat a couple of times to disguise his delighted mood and leisurely sent three words.
[I forgive you.]
Noah had been living with Ethan for four years and considered himself the person who understood him the most.
Although it was just a brief three-word message, he knew that his father's anger had subsided.
Indeed, his uncle's girlfriend was quite skilled at using the techniques to soothe a man.
Noah sent a [blow kiss] emoji to Ethan.
Ethan's heart suddenly started uncontrollably pounding.
He stared at the emoji, his thoughts in chaos, unable to come back to reality for a long time.
Seeing that he still hadn't responded, Noah sent another message: [Why aren't you saying anything? Are you asleep?]
Ethan's mouth couldn't help but curve upwards. He wanted to laugh, but he struggled to control himself. His facial lines trembled, twitching.
[Hmm! Asleep!]
Noah replied: [Okay, good night, sweet dreams!]
Ethan pressed the phone for a while. Originally, he wanted to reply with ‘sweet dreams,’ but at the moment of sending, he changed his mind, deleted the words, turned off the screen, and placed the phone on the bedside table.
Despite his insomnia, after sending the message to Samantha, he instantly fell asleep, giving him a rare good night's sleep, even having a very beautiful dream.
...
The next day, Samantha got up early.
"Yurika, I have a blind date today. Can I trouble you to take care of Charlotte and Alexander for me?"
"Blind date...?"
Yurika exclaimed in disbelief, unintentionally startling the two little ones watching TV.
Charlotte, however, remained calm, as if she had known about this for a long time.
Noah, on the other hand, felt a sudden chill.
"Mommy, who are you going on a blind date with?"
Samantha, applying a touch of lipstick in front of the mirror, said casually, "Your great-grandfather arranged it for me. It's okay; I'll be back soon. When I'm not at home, you have to listen to Aunt Yurika, okay?"
Noah asked again, "Where? What does the man do?"
Samantha truthfully replied, "We are meeting at Starbucks near our company. As for what he does, I don't know yet. I'll find out when we meet."
Today's blind date was just a formality for her. She had no intention of developing anything with that man. Therefore, she wasn't interested in his information and didn't ask further.
Yurika wished for her to quickly find a good man and get married, urging, "Don't worry; I will take care of them. You go ahead. It would be even better if you don't come back tonight."
Samantha gave her an annoyed look and waved goodbye to Noah and Charlotte before leaving with her bag.
The situation came too suddenly, catching Noah off guard. Without much time to think, he picked up Yurika's phone, went into the study, logged into Skype, and sent a message to Alexander.
"Miss Samantha is going on a blind date. The location is at Starbucks near Sky Group. Hurry up and find a way to stop it, or if there's any way to disrupt this blind date."
Alexander, who was half-asleep, was awakened by the phone ringtone. Upon opening it and reading the two messages from Noah, he instantly became wide awake. He quickly sent a video call to Noah, asking urgently, "What's going on? Everything was fine. Why is Mommy suddenly going on a blind date?"
Noah shook his head. "I don't know! After we went to the hospital to see Grandpa Miller yesterday, it became like this!"
Bringing up Grandpa, Noah asked again, "What's the relationship between Miss Samantha and the Miller family?"
Despite their deep-seated grievances, he and Charlotte's great-grandfather were the same person?
Alexander shook his head. "I don't know. They both have the last name Miller, so they should be relatives, maybe cousins."
Upon hearing this, Noah's mind unintentionally recalled the paternity test results.
"Miss S and Mr. N's paternity test results have a match rate of one percent. The maternal possibility is also one percent."
He was Suzy's son, and the paternity test with Samantha had a one percent match rate. If Samantha and Suzy were cousins, the results made sense.
Seeing him in a daze, Alexander urged anxiously, "Now is not the time to daydream. Quickly, tell me, why did Mommy suddenly go on a blind date?"
Noah shook his head. "It's not the time to discuss that now. We should figure out how to stop their blind date. If it succeeds, what will she do with Father?"
Anxious, Alexander's eyes turned quickly, and he smiled cunningly. "I know what to do now! Don't worry; I will definitely succeed in stopping them."
After saying that, he hung up the phone and hurriedly ran into Ethan's room.
"Dad, something bad happened. Miss Samantha is going on a blind date..."
***