The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

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Chapter 337

Since Samuel had already asked the other housekeepers to leave, he rolled up his sleeves and got

ready to cook. He did not even ask Gavin to help.

He slipped a bright yellow apron on and started preparing food in the kitchen, while Natalie watched

him from the kitchen entrance.

Samuel was a man at the helm at his company. He was widely respected at work for being a firm and

decisive leader. Natalie appreciated his willingness to make food for her on his own.

It was not easy making gazpacho. He had to get all the ingredients and spices ready before putting

them into the food processor.

His hands moved adroitly as he cut up the tomatoes, garlic, and onions.

Soon enough, the smell of delicious broth spread through the kitchen.

Natalie had never expected she would meet someone who love her so dearly. She had always thought

that her life would be a long journey of strife.

Her heart was full as she watched Samuel move around in the kitchen.

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After a while, Samuel came over with a bowl of soup in his hands.

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“Here. Try some.”

“Thanks.”

Natalie nodded and picked up the spoon. The texture of the soup was fine and delicate, while the bread

crumbs were crunchy. The base had a delicious and refreshing taste. These spoonfuls of goodness

were enough to drive the fatigue that she felt from work away.

“It’s tasty!”

“I’m glad you like it,” Samuel replied.

Natalie smiled as she put a piece of bread chunk in her mouth.

She passed the spoon to Samuel, beckoning him to have some too, but he did not take the spoon from

her. “This is faster.”

Before she could say anything, Samuel had already bent over and bit the other end of the bread chunk

in her mouth.

He was so close to her that their nose tips touched as both of them chewed the food.

Their eyes met.

Natalie knew he was trying to mess with her.

It was true that she was enjoying the food, but Samuel seemed more like he was enjoying her.

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Natalie’s eyes widened when he suddenly came forward. He could very well eat from the bowl, but he

choose not to.

“Does it taste better with my saliva?” she asked, staring at him.

“Yes.” He nodded and smiled.

Natalie did not want to incite anything. After all, she knew this bowl of gazpacho would be left cold if

they were to start anything now. As such, she quickly looked away and finished off her food.

Samuel sat on the chair opposite her and rested his head on his fist as he gazed at her.

She gets shy every time I tease her.

Little did Natalie know that the more she shied away from him, the more exciting things became for

him. He felt an unquenchable impulse to corner her into a tight spot every time she behaved like this.

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Samuel was not a man of passions, but he simply could not seem to keep his hands off her whenever

she was around.

After she finished, he stuck up his hand to wipe away the stains of food on her lips.

Natalie evaded his gaze as her cheeks turn red. She didn’t know exactly how to react to receiving so

much attention from him.

Samuel smiled and planted a kiss between her brows.

“You don’t have to be so nervous,” he said with a low laugh. “It’s not my birthday yet.”

Natalie looked into his eyes and bit her lip.

She would never say yes.

Over on the other side of the town, Melissa was on cloud nine as she went home with her dog.

A sweet smile was carved on her face as she recalled what happened between her and Yandel. “Dad,

Mom, I’m back!” she reported in excitement when she saw Thomas and Yvonne, but to her surprise,

her parents did not seem to be in a good mood.

They were talking about work. Since Melissa could not make sense of what they were discussing, she

sat on the couch and played with her dog as she thought about what happened earlier on. She even

imagine that she would one day become Yandel’s wife.

“Dream Pharmaceutical slashed their product price by ten percent. They are obviously

challenging us,” Thomas seethed as he puffed his cigar. “Who do you think you are, Yandel Moss? Do

you know who you’re dealing with?”

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