Chapter 130: Proceed as Planned
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
There was a very beautiful legend surrounding Barrkjaer Island. A pair of gods were said to have gone through tremendous hardship in order to finally become lovers and lifelong partners. After pledging their eternal love to each other, they came to the island and sought refuge there ever since.
That was the reason the island made its name as a destination for weddings and honeymoons.
Samantha first knew of the island because the name Barrkjaer sounded similar to Timothy’s surname Barker. Having read the legend, she once told Timothy that she wanted to get married and spend her honeymoon there.
Samantha had everything planned out two years ago and wanted to have her honeymoon on the island after the wedding ceremony was over. That plan was not to be because the marriage was unfortunately broken off.
She originally thought that she would go her whole life without ever getting a chance to visit the place, but she never expected Timothy to actually bring her there.
Did he choose the destination at random or was it chosen on purpose?
Timothy was becoming more and more of a mystery to her.
…
The car drove for more than an hour before arriving at their hotel. It had been rebuilt from an old castle and looked particularly magnificent.
Timothy and Samantha got out of the car and walked into the building. In an instant, they felt as though they had stepped into one of those medieval oil paintings.
All else aside, the beautiful scenery was enough to lift Samantha’s mood. After all, she had been longing to visit the place a long time ago.
Timothy glanced at Samantha from the side and smiled when he saw that her dark eyes had lit up as she looked all around her.
Ronald’s proposal seemed to be quite good and the double bonus was warranted.
Once the two of them checked in at the front desk, they proceeded to head upstairs.
Timothy booked a presidential suite that offered a spectacular field of view. The vast ocean in front of the hotel could be seen when standing on the balcony.
Samantha could not resist closing her eyes and taking a deep breath of fresh air. Doing so invigorated her instantly.
Someone then walked out onto the balcony beside.
Samantha unconsciously looked over and was startled to see who it was. “Ah... It’s you?”
The person happened to be the beautiful woman she bumped into at the airport.
The woman saw Samantha as well and smiled gently after getting over the initial shock. “What a coincidence, Ms. Larsson. Are you here on vacation too?”
“Yes, and it looks like we were on the same flight.”
The woman smiled as she replied, “I guess our paths were destined to cross then.”
Samantha heard footsteps behind her and turned around to see Timothy coming over.
His gaze landed at her and he asked lazily, “Who were you talking to?”
“The beautiful woman I told you about, the one I bumped into at the airport.” Samantha whispered to him, “I didn’t expect her to come here on vacation and stay right next door to us.”
Following her remark, Timothy looked toward the balcony next door but so no one was there. The balcony was completely empty.
“There’s no one there.”
“...That’s impos—” Samantha looked over and halted her sentence midway when she saw the empty balcony.
She then muttered, “She was there just now. Maybe she went in?”
Timothy was not interested in that at all. He raised his wrist and glanced at his watch before saying, “Let’s get something to eat.”
Samantha had not eaten much at home and she was absolutely famished after the ten-hour flight. She immediately nodded and said, “Let’s.”
She particularly disliked the feeling of being hungry because she was often like that due to her impoverished life abroad.
Timothy took her hand naturally and led her out.
Samantha stopped walking all of a sudden as her gaze landed on them holding hands.
“Why? Don’t you want to go?” came the man’s monotonous voice.
Samantha snapped back to her senses. “Ah, no, it’s nothing. Let’s go.”
It was just a little difficult for her to get used to Timothy’s sudden change, more so because she did not know whether Timothy’s behavior was to maintain their husband-and-wife image or because of something else.
Timothy brought Samantha to the hotel restaurant for dinner.
The restaurant was a five-star establishment recommended by travel journals and Samantha remembered having once mentioned to Timothy about her desire to eat there.
She had the curious feeling that the arrangements Timothy made for the vacation were incredibly similar to the honeymoon she had imagined for herself.
Could Timothy have brought her to that destination for a long-overdue honeymoon?
As that thought ran in Samantha’s mind, she unconsciously stared at Timothy and forgot to eat her meal.
“Eat your food,” came Timothy’s sudden, low-voiced reminder.
After a pause, he lowered his voice and spoke in a slightly naughty tone, “You’d have to wait until we go back to the room if you want to look at me. Then you look as much as you want.”
Samantha’s cheeks became hot in an instant. “I, I didn’t.”
“Sure you didn’t,” the man teased.
Samantha shut her mouth. In any case, he would only assume that she was making excuses out of embarrassment if she tried explaining it to him. All she did was lower her head in silence and continue eating.
Once they were done with their meal, the two of them walked out of the restaurant.
Samantha remembered that none of them had brought any luggage, so she turned to Timothy and asked, “Should we go to the mall and buy some clothes?”
Wearing the same outfit all the time was out of the question.
Timothy did not refuse. “Sure.”
The next second, however, a sense of worry came over Samantha and she said, “The expenses here are very high aren’t they, Timothy? I don’t think I’ll be able to buy any clothes. I wonder if there are any cheaper malls around here...”
Timothy was silent.
Seeing his silence, Samantha suddenly realized what she had just said. A trace of embarrassment flashed across her face but she soon recovered her composure.
She might be poor, but being poor was nothing to be ashamed about. After all, it was not against the law to be poor.
“I’m tired. Let’s go back to the room.” Timothy took her hand again and walked straight to the stairs.
“But the clothes...”
“I’ll have someone send over whatever we need.”
Rich and overbearing people were simply different from the rest!
…
After taking a shower, Samantha put on her pajamas and walked out of the bathroom.
Timothy was talking on the phone while standing by the floor-to-ceiling window. He seemed to be explaining something to Ronald. Thinking that it was probably some work-related matter, she decided to tread softly so as not to disturb him.
She leaned against the bedhead and texted the caregiver like usual. Once she made sure that everything was fine, she scrolled through her phone for a while until her eyelids turned heavy and she felt sleepy.
After Timothy ended the call, he turned around and saw that Samantha was nodding off and her eyes were already closed.
He could not help but smile.
She was getting increasingly relaxed and at ease around him...
He walked over slowly and bent down to pick her up with his long arms. After laying her down on the bed, he got onto the bed and sat there.
His dark eyes looked at her sleeping face for some time and he eventually lowered his head to plant a kiss on her lips. “Good night and sweet dreams.”
Then, he took out his phone and typed a text: [Proceed as planned.]
Timothy then hit ‘send’.
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