Chapter 44

The porcelain bottle still felt warm from Will's body heat. "I figured you might not come with me, but that's alright. I always carry medication with me. You can take it as this ointment. It's unused," Will said. He swiftly exited the hall after this and left no room for Samantha to refuse. Samantha stared at the small porcelain bottle in her hand, an indescribable feeling rising in her heart. If a man truly cared about you, he would notice all the little details, like her injured hand. She blinked, pushing down the bitterness in her heart, and pressed her lips together. Will had only fixed his eyes on Samantha when the interaction began. When Joseph saw Samantha gazing at the bottle as if it were a treasure, a wave of inexplicable anger surged within him. He strode over to her, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Will just gave you a little ointment, and now your heart's been won over by him? Do you really want to become my aunt?" Joseph emphasized the last two words, and hi