Once Bitten, Twice Shy


425 He Can’t Be Left Alive!

It was linked to a surveillance camera installed at the door of the bedroom, which recorded everything that happened from the previous night up until that morning.

Timothy immediately clicked open a few screens and watched them.

Samantha turned out to have been telling the truth. After the two of them entered the bedroom the previous night, she did not come out until early that morning.

Her eyes were obviously red when she exited the room.

She must have left the room because she was afraid of waking him up.

Timothy clicked on the pause button and happened to freeze the frame on Samantha’s pitiful crying face.

He leaned back against the chair and clasped his hands as he frowned slightly.

He could never bear to see Samantha being sad from the moment she became his.

The tears all over her face were a jarring sight.

She was more suited to baring her teeth and showing her claws.

Matthew was nothing but a little child. If she liked the boy so much, he could always return him to her.

Timothy would not mind raising the boy until adulthood if the boy was obedient. If not, then strangling a kid would be just as easy as strangling an ant.

He took out his cell phone and made a call.

The call was answered quickly and Donald’s fatherly voice greeted, “Tim.”

Timothy went straight to the point and said bluntly, “There’s something I want. A gift for when the Barker Group goes back to the Barkers.”

Donald was silent for a second before asking in a faint voice. “What do you want?”

“I want Matthew,” Timothy said, convincingly.

Donald’s tone sank. “Timothy, do you know what you’re asking for here?”

Matthew, as the bloodline of the main personality, could never be allowed to return to Samantha’s side.

The boy should have been dead, but he was lucky to have developed a second personality at such a tender age.

He felt that Matthew was valuable for research and so decided to keep him.

It never crossed his mind that Timothy would want the boy back.

Timothy said coldly, “Are you deaf, Old Man? I told you I want Matthew. Don’t make me ask a third time!”

“Timothy, are you sure that it’s worth the trouble over a woman like Samantha?” Donald reminded. “Be careful not to lose out after trying to trick your enemy!”

Timothy smiled evilly. “I said it before, Old Man. It’s not your place to worry about my affairs. Or perhaps you’re thinking that I’m going to be your puppet?”

Donald was silent.

After a while, he finally said, “Fine. I’ll give you what you want.”

“Three days.”

“Consider it done.”

After getting the answer he wanted, Timothy hung up the phone unhesitatingly.

…

When the call ended, Donald immediately smashed the phone to the wall and the phone screen cracked immediately.

Barry frowned and said, “Sir, are you sure you want to return Matthew to Samantha?”

Donald grinned coldly, but his smile was a faint one. “I said I’ll return the boy, so I will.”

“But…”

Donald raised his hand to stop Barry’s words.

He continued, “He can’t be left to live!”

The second personality he spent so much energy nurturing was still disobedient!

He looked at Margaret’s photo on the table and reached out to touch the woman’s gentle, smiling face. There was resentment in his voice as he said, “Your son is always against me, regardless of what personality he is in!”

“I wanted to keep him alive, initially, but I can’t be blamed for being ruthless!”

That man which was of no use to him could go to hell.

Barry seemed to have a sudden realization. “Sir… Are you saying…you want to get rid of Timothy?”

Donald grinned. “I’ll fulfill their wishes and reunite them as a family, but after that…comes the point of no return!”

…

Three days later.

Timothy received a message from Donald with an address on it.

He went downstairs and chuckled slightly when he saw Samantha watering the flowers in the garden. He then stepped forward and hugged her from behind.

Samantha was stunned for a moment. She turned to look at him and asked in a very natural tone, “Are you done with your work?”

“No, but there’s something more important to do,” Timothy responded.

“What?”

“Bringing our son back home.”

Samantha’s beautiful black pupils widened and she immediately turned around in Timothy’s arms while looking intently at him. “Are you saying that Matt’s been found?”

“Yes.”

“…Then, then…let’s pick him up right now!” Samantha was so excited that her voice trembled a little.

“Let’s.”

Since Matthew was in Ell City, Timothy had Ronald book the first flight over and flew there with Samantha.

Once they landed, a car was waiting for them at the airport entrance.

The driver looked like someone well-trained and Samantha secretly had her guard up.

Samantha glanced at Timothy, who responded with a smile to comfort her. He then held her hand as they got into the car.