Chapter 339: Dreaming (2)

As he spoke these words, his arms tightened around her, as if fearing she might escape.

A soft laugh came from the person in his embrace, a gentle sound that made him want to cry. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, greedily breathing in her scent, then he heard her say, "Samuel, you're engaged."

Samuel Johnson's body gave a slight tremor, and he held her even tighter, insisting desperately, "So what if I have a fiancée? Does that mean you don't want me anymore?"

The person fell silent for a moment, then let out a helpless laugh, "You're engaged, so you shouldn't be holding me."

Samuel Johnson felt himself being pushed away. Shock rippled through him. He tried to grab her hand, but suddenly her strength increased, and he was pushed aside, watching helplessly as she walked toward the door. He lunged after her recklessly, "Don't go! Don't go!" He tried to grab her feet, dignity be damned, but when he reached out, he grasped only thin air.