Nemesis Game

Chapter 85 No One Has Ever Treated Me Well

As soon as those words came out, Ruben’s eyes that were staring at Samantha became sharper and

colder. That kind of cruelty seemed to penetrate her eyes instantly.

She was suffocated, pressing her pale lips tightly.

Ruben gritted his teeth and said, “So you think that I am the same as Luke?”

In his words, there was all contempt and sneer as he was looking down on Luke. Also, he was very

angry at Samantha’s words.

He didn't want to care more about her, but he didn't know what was wrong with him. When Clara called

him and said that Luke was creating difficulties for her in the crew, he thought that Gabriel would care

about her.

Without even thinking about it, he put aside his important meeting and drove directly to the set.

When he heard Clara call for help, her indifferent and stubborn face just appeared in his mind, as well

as the sadness that she hid in the dark.

He recalled her sad and desperate look. Therefore, he came for her without any hesitation.

But what did she mean? It was okay that she didn’t appreciate it but how could she humiliate him?

Samantha looked at him with her cold eyes. Her throat and flesh seemed to have been scalded and

there was the strong smell of blood wandered around in her mouth. Her voice was hoarse, “No, you all

are different.”

‘Luke could hurt me, but it was just a physical wound.’

‘However, the pain you gave me was as hurtful as a maggot eroding my bone.’

One was the wound on the body and the other was the wound in the heart. Would he still ask who hurt

her more?

Ruben wanted to say something, but Samantha lowered her eyes and her fingers that circled his neck

were a little trembling.

There was a burst of pain between the joints which made her stiff and dare not move.

Her hand hurt, her knee hurt and her heart hurt... Every cell in her body was clamoring due to the pain.

She was about to be drowned in pain and she would never see any hope in her whole life.

When Ruben saw her pretending to be strong, the softness in his heart was touched.

He didn't continue speaking. He just held her coldly and continued walking out.

Samantha thought that he would be reluctant, but he was staying in rare silence.

She was a little surprised. At the same time, her cheeks seemed to be burning.

The tall wall in her heart was about to be collapsed by the current warm and she lived lonely beside

that wall.

His breath reached the tip of her nose and she felt it with her heart.

But for some reason, when the breeze brushed his cheeks, his eyelashes trembled like a butterfly

whose wings were broken by the wind.

Her tears flowed from her eyes of a sudden.

Her tears rolled across her cheeks and it flowed to her lips and teeth.

She felt into a deep thought suddenly.

“You, you cried?” Ruben hugged her firmly and looked into her eyes. He found that her teardrops were

falling slowly.

His pupils shrank slightly.

“Who said I was crying?” She dared not to look into his eyes as he seemed to know everything. She

choked in a low voice, “My eyes just caught some sand by the wind.”

Samantha stiffed like a stick. She did not dare to move and nestled in his arms quietly.

Her knees and fingers were sore and sweating. She barely endured the pain and so her hands

clenched into her fists tightly.

But even so, she still couldn't control her turbulent tears.

Ruben’s pace was slow as if he was afraid of letting her fall down.

He sneered, “Why didn't I feel the wind?”

Samantha’s eyes turned red again. She gathered enough courage and then raised her head, “Don’t

you worry about Peyton who will feel sad if you help me like this?”

She didn't want to mention Peyton because his rare gentleness at that moment.

The warmth at the moment belonged to only the two of them.

Regardless of anyone, it was only because that she had experienced too much grief and misery. Thus,

she wanted to remember the rare moment of his gentleness in her heart.

She even had a ridiculous idea that she wanted to extend the distance of the way and make him walk

slower so that she would have more time to spend alone with him.

After all, Samantha had never treated him so nicely.

She leaned on his shoulder in silence, taking every breath from him greedily.

The air she smelt from his body was cold and fresh which made her think of the green orange

fragrance after the rain for no reason. With a gentle wind blowing on the face, it made her sober

instantly.

Even if she woke up from the dream, she still loved it.

Before she got his answer, she sensed keenly that his eyesight had changed. Suddenly, she didn’t

want to hear his answer and talked to herself, “Well, you don’t need to tell me. You just assume that I

haven’t asked.”

Her eyes were timid as if she had been hurt so many times that she didn't even dare to hear his

answer.

Ruben looked at her deliberately, “You tell me first. Why are you crying?”

Samantha smiled self-deprecatingly. She didn't expect him kept asking her about it.

Didn’t Ruben only care about Peyton? Today, he asked her the reason for crying.

She kept her mind blank and raised her head slowly, looking at the blue sky with her eyes that were

blurred by tears.

Her mind was blank and left only his question echoing.

She also asked herself again and again. Yeah, why did she cry?

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She also asked herself and the love and hatred of the past flashed through her mind quickly.

“You ask me why I cry...” She cried quietly again. Then, she raised her fair face and looked at him. It

seemed like a thousand words were hiding in her eyes. Finally, it turned into silent darkness.

“Maybe...it is because that no one has ever treated me so well, so I cried, so I hurt...” She laughed

slowly and she said that with a little crying tone.

Ruben seemed like being struck by lightning and he was astonished.

He could not believe, and his eyebrows throbbed, “You said... no one has ever treated you so well?”

He looked into her sad eyes and his soft heart was hit by her weak voice.

It seemed like there was a rusty blunt knife constantly sawing his heart.

It was so bloody.

Samantha wanted to tell him that it was true that no one had treated her so well.

Even, no one would care whether she was hurt or not as if she was born like a tragedy.

But when she thought more about it, she knew that Ruben and she were destined to become enemies.

How could she be so useless and show her wound to him? Just for sympathy?

No, that was not the result she wanted.

Since no one had treated her well, she no longer needed his kindness.

Either all or none at all.

Samantha’s pale mouth curled, and she smiled.

“What are you laughing at?” Ruben was confused.

“Do you believe it?” She lowered her voice with a mocking expression on her face.

Her seriously injured fingers stroked his stern brows and eyes deliberately. She ran towards him and

blew lightly at his eyelashes in a wicked manner.

Her eyebrows were charming and enchanting again as if the awkward and desolate person just now

was not her at all.

Ruben returned to his senses suddenly. Then, he was squinting dangerously, “You lied to me

again?”