The Ninth Bride (Samantha and Finley)

Samantha met Finley's inquisitive gaze and suddenly had a realization. She didn't know what to say because even though she hadn't accepted the money from John Dean, her wicked stepmother and

good sister had.

⚫ In a way, she had indirectly received John's money as well.

• However, she was determined to make both her wicked stepmother and Amy return the money to John.

• Samantha held Finley tightly and said, "I understand that you won't believe me no matter what I say now, but I will prove it to you with actions. I married you willingly without any coercion. Finley, can I stay?"

• Finley had lived for over twenty years and had never experienced such treatment before, let alone being embraced by a woman. Every woman who saw his true face would be scared away by him. • Now, the woman in his arms expressed her desire to stay. He smiled coldly in his heart and suddenly grabbed her wrist before speaking in a cold tone, "Do you truly want to stay?"

• Samantha nodded vigorously. "Yes."

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"Remove the mask from my face, then."

Samantha knew that Finley wanted her to remove the mask from his face to discourage her, but she wasn't afraid. To her, the terrifying thing was not an unattractive appearance but rather human nature. • In her past life, if she had understood this earlier, she wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state. Fortunately, she had been given a chance to start over.

• She raised her hand slowly and placed it on his face. Then, she removed the mask, revealed a decayed face in front of her eyes, and fearlessly met his gaze. He hoped to find a look of fear in her eyes, but there was none.

• On the contrary, she even touched his decaying face gently.

Finley suddenly grabbed Samantha's hand. "Aren't you afraid?"

• Samantha asked in return, "You are my husband. Why should I be afraid?"

• The word "husband" rolled off Samantha's tongue smoothly, which made Finley slightly stunned. "Since you want to stay, stay then."NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

• After saying this, he released her wrist and wheeled his wheelchair out of the room. Samantha, who was dressed in a white wedding gown, watched his departing figure. She asked, "Darling, today is our wedding night. Where are you going?"

"I need to attend to some documents."

"But..." Bang!

• Samantha's figure was separated from Finley by the closed study door.

• She stood in place and looked at the closed door with a hint of bitterness in her heart. In her previous life, he had been kind to her. She remembered that when she was hungry, he would accompany her to eat. But in this new life, after she became smarter, Finley became cold toward her.

• However, it didn't matter. She was determined to make him fall in love with her, just like in her previous life.

• She had to take it slow and not rush things.

• After Samantha figured it out, she followed her memories from her previous life and took one of Finley's shirts from the wardrobe to the bathroom for a shower. When she came out again, Finley was still in the study dealing with documents. She glanced at the time and realized it was already 9 p.m.

• Finley was always busy and often forgot to eat on time. Coincidentally, Samantha was feeling a bit hungry too. After wearing Finley's shirt, she went to the kitchen to cook.

Today was the day of Samantha and Finley's grand wedding. The villa was adorned with colorful lights, and the servants had all retreated to their rooms in order not to disturb them except for the bodyguards guarding the door to prevent Samantha from escaping.

. And now...