Chapter 50

"I hope that when the time comes, you'll consider giving me a chance." Will smiled at Samantha. He looked roguish, but surprisingly, it did not put her off. Will's words had only just sunk in when Samantha heard a clatter behind him. It sounded as if something had fallen on the floor. She peered behind Will's frame and saw Joseph standing behind him, his face dark as he sneered at her. "Joseph…" she muttered under her breath. The next second, Joseph's lips curled into a humorless smirk. He put his hands up as if in surrender and said, "You win, Samantha." With that, he looked down at the bottle of anti-inflammatory tincture he had dropped. A bitter look flashed in his eyes as he bent to pick up the bottle and tossed it into the trash. He then left without so much as a backward glance. He scoffed at himself. He was a fool for delivering the tincture to Samantha after Yvonne told him how badly swollen her hand was. He had been wrong to think Samantha had no one to care for her.