Chapter 1384
Marvin was certainly left dumbfounded by Lindsay's words.
Even so, he had gotten used to such preferential treatment toward his boys that it was impossible for him to realize
that and change.
It was the same for Lindsay too-despite speaking at length on the issue, she had trouble actually changing how she
treated Ryan and Sam.
Sighing, she said, "Let's just be more understanding of Sam from now on."
Meanwhile, Quinn was absolutely frustrated since she could not catch up with Sam at all.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe man was tall and walked very fast-she would never catch up with her short legs, and she was already out of
breath before long.
"Sam!" she cried, but he pretended not to hear and continued onward without a care.
Gritting her teeth, Quinn threw herself on the floor and yelled, "Argh!!!"
Sam clearly paused, while Quinn stayed on the ground and kept screaming at him, "Sam, I fell! I think I broke
something!
Sam finally turned and ran to her side, dropping to a crouch beside her.
"Where does it hurt?" There was clear worry in his voice.
Quinn, however, grabbed him by the wrists and told him," Stop running already."
Sam frowned. "I’m asking you where it hurts!"
"Don't you dare run away again," Quinn repeated, holding on to his arm.
"Quinn!" Sam glared at her darkly and suddenly scooped her up in his arms, rushing back into the hospital.
"Where are you taking me?" she asked, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"To a doctor," he growled.
"I'm fine," she said, tightening her arms around his neck. "I faked my fall because I couldn't catch up."
Sam paused and glared icily at her, but she simply clung on to him. "Whatever. Don't you leave me behind like
that."
"You're sticking with me? What for?" Sam scoffed. "I'm a useless 30-year-old who can't even act my age. Don’t you
find me embarrassing?"
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"But you've changed," Quinn retorted with agitation. "You're not that bad-we're the ones who misunderstood you.
You did better than I’d ever give you credit for when we went on that business trip, and you showed a strong sense
of responsibility."
It was not mere flattery either-she genuinely thought that Sam had improved rapidly, and people would have to
think differently of him soon enough.
Sam gulped and put her down just then.
Quinn kept a vice-like grip on his sleeve in turn, fearful that he would leave her again.
"Let's just give everyone more time, Sam,” she said.
Sam stayed silent and continued ahead.
Quinn kept clinging on to his shirt, but he had obviously slowed down this time for her sake.
She added, "I think we should give everyone time—that includes your parents, Ryan, and every person working in
Saunderia. We will prove that you have improved, that you have the caliber."