Chapter 97

Lying on the bed, Samantha hugged a plushie with tears streaming down her cheeks. She looked utterly pitiful.

Pierce began, "Who told you that? I still care about you as much as I always have, and now you have another person to love and care for you. Isn't that amazing?"

"Why would I want her attention? I don't even like her. How about getting a different wife, Pierce? The woman Mom and Dad have found for you is great, and I like her a lot. She's graceful and classy, so he's a perfect match for you."

Pierce firmly stated, "But I like Millie."

Hearing that, Samantha's eyes were filled with tears, and she stared at Pierce in disbelief without blinking.

She knew him too well. When he said he liked someone, he meant it and wouldn't change his mind easily. He was a stubborn and sentimental person who could hold onto his feelings for someone for years.

"Why, Pierce? What did she do to make you like her? Is she even worthy?"

Pierce's face fell. "Watch your tone, Sammy. Millie deserves