Once Bitten, Twice Shy

Chapter 290: Three Years of Mourning

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Timothy sneered. “My, what huge demands you’re making, Samantha.”

When he was being all sweet with her, his money was hers to spend as she liked; when he fell out with her, all that then became a ‘huge demand’.

How ironic.

Samantha snickered. “You told me to name my price, didn’t you? What’s wrong? You can’t bear to give me half of your net worth? A scumbag like you can’t have it easy, you know. I’m not a pushover that you can bully!”

She could compromise again and again because she loved him, but unfortunately, it seemed her love had all been in vain.

Therefore, she did not want to love him anymore.

Even if she was feeling agony right then, she would still do her best to pull out the thorn.

When she thought of that, she sneered again. “You bullied me, lied to me, treated me as a tool, and wanted my baby to pave the way for your relationship with Harmony. You don’t have the f*cking right to negotiate with me from your ivory tower!”

Rochelle heard that sentence and almost could not resist clapping her hands.

Her fights with Jonathan had always been simple and crude. Why waste her breath when fists could do all the talking?

Although she had always been the one to hit Jonathan, he was so sturdy and muscular that he felt no pain even though her hands were swollen after hitting him.

However, she was always short of words when she cursed, which was why she admired Samantha’s sharp tongue at that time.

She was a worthy candidate to become a famous anchor in the future.

Timothy was silent for a few seconds before saying, “Sure. I’ll give them to you.”

Anything that could be solved with money was never a problem for him.

“I’ll convert half the shares into cash for you at a price higher than the market price.”

His straightforwardness once again surprised Ronald and Rochelle.

That was a lot of money, after all. Was Timothy really that generous, or was he just willing to spend all that money for Harmony?

“Heh.”

Samantha was still unhappy. “Are you deaf, Timothy? I said I want shares. Not money!”

Timothy then said in a dissatisfied tone. “Don’t make excessive demands, Samantha. You can’t have the shares!”

Having taken half of his shares, Samantha would become an important shareholder of the Barker Group.

“All the more reason I have to!” Samantha said emphatically.

Money was not her target, but since Timothy had taken away everything she cared about, she would naturally retaliate and take away everything he cared about.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy and the surrounding air seemed to turn stuffy.

One could feel the menace and strong oppression through the phone.

Samantha was unafraid and curled her lips as she continued, “I have a second condition.”

‘Another one?’

Ronald unconsciously held his breath.

Her first condition was shocking enough. What could the second condition be?

Samantha picked up the glass of water and raised her head to finish it one go. She then wiped the corners of her lips and said calmly, “Our child is dead, Timothy. I want you to mourn for three years. If you remarry, you must only do it after those three years are over!”

Ronald almost uttered out ‘holy moly!’

Even if he racked his brain, he would never have imagined that Samantha would put forth such a thorny condition!

‘Mourn.’

It was extremely harsh and absolutely savage!

If not for the fact that he had to be on Timothy’s side because of his position as Timothy’s assistant, he would have wanted to give Samantha a standing ovation right then.

Rochelle could not be bothered that they were still in the midst of the call and clapped her hands immediately, going so far as to cheer loudly, “You go, girl! That was awesome!”

Timothy was gravely mistaken if he thought a scumbag like himself would be so easily allowed to get together with that pretentious b*tch Harmony!

On the other side of the phone, Samantha seemed to hear Timothy’s angry breathing and she smiled even wider as a result. “These two conditions are indispensable, Timothy. If you agree to them, I’ll sign the papers and divorce you. If you don’t, then I’ll be Mrs. Barker for the rest of my life and let your little Bunny be a shameless little mistress.”

“Call me if you’ve made up your mind,” she said and ended the call immediately.

Samantha then turned to Rochelle. “Let’s go, Chelle.”

“Okay.”

Rochelle got up at once. She carried Samantha’s bag and helped her up as they left without looking back.

Ronald, who was frozen in place, looked at the divorce agreement that had been left on the table. He smiled helplessly and placed the document back in the briefcase.

Although he did not complete his task that day, he still had to admit that Samantha was a very sassy woman.

What a pity that Timothy was going to lose her.

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On the way back, Rochelle continued to lavish praise on Samantha without even pausing to catch her breath.

Samantha felt amused and let out a rare, genuine smile.

The smile, however, was fleeting. It came and went in a flash.

She was not too happy even though she had gained the upper hand.

After returning to the apartment, she took her medications and lay on the bed to rest again. She had gone through an emotional rollercoaster earlier and had to get some rest.

Rochelle did not dare to disturb her after seeing that and closed the door gently to let her rest.

Samantha originally thought that she would either find it hard to fall asleep or she would start overthinking again, but to her surprise, her eyelids were heavy when she lay down and she fell asleep right away.

She did not know how long she had slept and whether it was for a few hours or a few seconds, but she was woken up by her cell phone’s sudden ringing.

Samantha opened her eyes sleepily.

She reached for the phone and was a little surprised to see the caller ID.

It was Harmony.

She looked at the time on her phone and did not expect to have slept from noon to evening. It was already past six.

Why was Harmony calling? Did she discuss everything with Timothy already?

Samantha was not in a hurry to answer the phone since there was nothing for her to worry about. She placed it on the bedside table, got up from bed, then walked slowly to the bathroom and washed her face.

After her mind cleared up a little, she walked out of the bathroom and saw that her phone was ringing again after the missed call earlier.

She ignored it and walked out of the bedroom.

Having caught a whiff of the aroma coming from the kitchen, she walked over to see a table full of delicious dishes that Rochelle had prepared and gulped at the sight of all that food.

“You’re awake, Sammy? It’s time for dinner. I just finished cooking all your favorite food,” Rochelle said.

“Okay,” Samantha responded and pulled the chair to sit down.

After the meal, Samantha’s stomach warmed up while her mood and physical condition improved considerably.

She then remembered her cell phone in the bedroom and got up to lazily make her way there.

The phone was still ringing continuously.

She walked over and held her phone to glance at the screen. There were more than a dozen missed calls and she grinned when she saw how anxious Harmony was.

Samantha slid her finger across the phone screen and answered coldly. “What?”