Capítulo 170: Chapter 170: Tired Heart

She gazed at him, sighing softly, "Samuel, I'm tired."

Her voice was faint, and Samuel Johnson didn't hear clearly what she said. The light was dim, and they couldn't see each other's faces clearly. But for a moment, he felt Amanda Smith was so very far away from him.

He felt a momentary panic and couldn't help but reach out to grasp her. He bent down, and his thin lips touched her soft ones.

Amanda Smith was as her name suggested, all softness, and he licked her lips gently as if savouring candy.

Amanda Smith's brows knit slightly together. Samuel Johnson pinned her to the bed, more a declaration of ownership than an act of tenderness, devoid of affection.

She realized at some point that she no longer hoped for his love.

Her scarred heart, like a neglected machine in need of repair, was so damaged it now felt weary.

Loving someone indifferent, is truly exhausting...