Chapter 1126 Carry You To The Couch That night, she slept with a degree of security and relief she had never experienced before. Sensing the warm, broad chest next to her, she subconsciously inched toward Samuel to absorb his body warmth.
Feelings like âloveâ and âdependenceâ popped into her mind at that moment, among many other feelings she couldnât describe with the spoken language.
In his half-awake state, he couldnât help but smile as he embraced her tenderly with his sturdy arms when he felt her getting closer. After Natalie woke up, she rubbed her eyes and instinctively tried to hug Samuel, but he wasnât there.
She abruptly opened her eyes and felt spooked. When her line of sight landed on the spot next to her, she realized the man sleeping next to her last night was gone. Her heart clenched as she uttered, âSamuelâ¦â
Not even bothering to wear her slippers, she stumbled out of the bedroom barefooted and descended the stairs before looking for him on the first floor like a madwoman.
She appeared distraught as her face paled. Where is he? Was what happened last night just a dream?
Or did he leave me again without telling me about it after staying for such a short while?
Seeing how alarmed she was as she searched for something, Emma approached her and patted her shoulder. âWhat are you looking for, Ms. Nichols?â
The instant Natalie saw Emma, she grabbed the older womanâs arm and asked in a frenzy, âEmma, did you see Samuel? He came back. He really did. But now⦠itâs like heâs gone!â
Emma was flabbergasted by her reaction. âMs. Nicholsâ¦â âDo you know where he went, Emma?â
Natalie was biting her lip tightly.
âIsnât he in the house right now?â When Emma snapped back to reality, she informed in a puzzled tone, âMr. Bowers woke up very early today. Right now, heâs preparing breakfast for you and the children in the kitchen! Heâs way too good at cooking that I canât even help him out. In the end, I decided to leave the kitchen so I wouldnât bother himâ¦â
Relief crashed through Natalie when she heard that. âThank you, Emma!â In an instant, she let the older woman go and stepped into the kitchen.
Inside, she saw Samuelâs sturdy figure standing in front of the cooking counter, making her favorite shrimp meatball. His movements flowed smoothly like water. Even though he was just cooking, there was an artistic flair to his every action.
Heâs still standing in front of me! Alive! Iâm not dreaming! He didnât leave me without saying anything again! Slowing her pace and calming her racing heart, Natalie approached Samuelâs back and pressed her face to it. Then, she wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him from behind.
âYouâre awake?â he asked. âMhm.â She nodded.
There was still flour on his hand, so he rapidly prepped the last meatball and placed it on a plate. After that, he washed his hands and removed her warm hands from his waist before turning around to look at her.
It took only a glance for him to notice Natalie was standing on the marble floor, barefooted. âWhat are youâ¦â Samuel furrowed his eyebrows slightly. Dissatisfaction shone in his eyes.
She knew what he was thinking about, so she chuckled and cut him off. âYes, yes, I forgot. I promise I wonât do it again next time!â
âThereâs a next time?â His eyebrows remained furrowed. She shook her head forcefully. âNo. Thereâs no next time.â Instead of replying to Natalie, Samuel bent forward and swept her into his arms.
âLet me down, Samuel!â she exclaimed in a small volume. âI can walk by myself!â âYou can, but I want to carry you,â he responded affectionately. âBe good. Iâll carry you to the couch.â