Chapter 1083 Still with the Date

Wesley snapped, his voice cutting through the air like a knife.

Samantha, always the teacher's pet and the golden child at home, had never been chewed out like this before.

Her cheeks turned crimson, feeling both wronged and a bit embarrassed. Tears started to well up in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Wesley. I'll be more careful. Let's give it another shot." Samantha straightened up, took a deep breath, and tried to clear her mind to focus.

Wesley felt a pang of regret for yelling at her, but he still thought he was right. He couldn't stand her being unprofessional, especially if it was because of Alfred.

This time, Samantha nailed it. They played in perfect sync. When they finished, Wesley said, "Let's take a break."

"Okay," Samantha mumbled, looking down.

Seeing the smile fade from her face, Wesley knew she was upset. He walked over, gently pulled her up, and ran his fingers through her hair. "Samantha, are you mad?"

Samantha felt wronged but forced a smile. "No."

Wesley sighed, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be harsh, but I got anxious. I'm scared you might have feelings for someone else, scared you'll leave me."

Samantha looked up, meeting Wesley's slightly sad eyes, and her heart softened. "I'm not blaming you. It's my fault for not being professional enough." Wesley pulled her into his arms. "Samantha, you have no idea how much I like you."

Samantha closed her eyes, listening to Wesley's gentle words, and the discomfort in her heart melted away. "I like you too."

Hearing her say that, Wesley smiled.

The room was quiet, and smelling Samantha's unique scent, Wesley's Adam's apple bobbed. He leaned in, looking at her delicate face, and lifted her chin.

At the door, Elijah, who hadn't left, heard the earlier scolding and felt a spark of joy. 'Wesley actually scolded Samantha. She surely couldn't take it. Maybe she'll get mad soon. Once she can't stand it, a breakup won't be far off.'

Elijah didn't expect Samantha to be so tough. She took Wesley's scolding without a word.

Right then, Elijah wished Samantha could be as bratty as other spoiled girls. That way, Wesley would definitely lose interest in her.

Elijah, eavesdropping at the door, didn't hear any movement inside. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the two female fans from earlier peeking around.

Elijah, a spark of intrigue in her eyes, deliberately made some noise. "Who's there?"

Inside, Wesley was about to kiss Samantha when he heard Elijah's shout and paused, instinctively letting go. "Elijah, what's up?"

"Seems like some fans are following us," Elijah replied.

Wesley frowned, walked over, and opened the door. "Fans? Where are they now?"

"They were just there, two young women. I scolded them, and they left," Elijah said.

Wesley looked around but didn't see anyone, so he didn't say anything.

Elijah checked the time. "Wesley, are we leaving? We have another appointment."

"Yeah." Wesley responded, then went back inside.

Seeing Samantha's red lips, his Adam's apple bobbed again. He wanted to kiss her but never got the chance. "Samantha, I gotta head to the next appointment."

Having just patched things up, Samantha was in a pretty good mood. She nodded and said, "Okay." With Wesley heading to his appointment, she figured she'd just head home.

"Want to come with me?" Wesley asked, hoping to spend more time with her.

Samantha blinked. "Can I?"

"Of course," Wesley said, "You can chill in the car. I won't be long in the recording studio."

Samantha, with nothing better to do, happily agreed.

The three of them left the music classroom, and as they passed the field, Samantha thought of Alfred and decided to look for him.

At that moment, Alfred was still hanging around, chatting with Lykke.

Samantha remembered how she almost messed up earlier because of Alfred and quickly looked away, walking straight ahead.

She realized she was way too concerned about Alfred. That wasn't cool. She didn't think too much about why she cared so much. She just figured his life was his own business. She shouldn't meddle.

She shouldn't judge Alfred just because she felt something was off. She had a boyfriend now and couldn't let Wesley get the wrong idea.

Thinking this, Samantha grabbed Wesley's hand.

Wesley was surprised and looked down at her. Seeing her bright, smiling eyes, his mood lifted.

The two of them walked hand in hand across the field, and Alfred naturally saw them, his expression freezing. At that moment, he wished he could rush over and separate their hands, but he ultimately held back. He had no right to do that now. If he really did, Samantha would probably cut ties with him completely.

Samantha and Wesley got into the van and headed to the recording studio. They held hands the entire way.

When they arrived, Wesley said to Samantha, "Samantha, I'm gonna work. Wait for me in the car."

"Okay," Samantha responded obediently.

Wesley kissed her forehead and affectionately ruffled her hair before getting out of the car.

Elijah got out first, saw their intimate gesture, and looked away, choosing to ignore it. After Wesley got out, she went in with him.

Samantha was left alone in the van. Feeling a bit bored, she scrolled through her phone but still felt bored. For some reason, she thought of Alfred again and wondered what he was doing with Lykke now.

With nothing else to do, Samantha thought it wouldn't hurt to check on Alfred as an old friend. She convinced herself and then sent Alfred a message: [Still watching your date train?]

After Samantha left, Alfred also left. He was currently with Yahir in a secluded spot, feeling a bit frustrated and ready to spar with Yahir.

Seeing Samantha's message, Alfred immediately gave up the idea of sparring and found a place to read the message carefully. Seeing her words, he smirked, sensing a hint of jealousy.

After thinking for a moment, Alfred replied: [Her training's almost over. I'm planning to have her show me around. Why?]

Samantha read the message and pouted. 'Does he need Lykke to show him around? Can't he walk around on his own?' Then she sent: [Don't you have someone you like? Aren't you planning to pursue her? Or do you want to be with this date?]

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