Her Tears Are His Weakness novel Chapter 297

Samantha noticed a flickering light on the ground floor. Her floor was so high up that even Leonardo, who stood at a frame of six feet and three inches, looked like a tiny action figure from the balcony.

It was late as hell, and the residents here were asleep. She didn't want to yell at him to ask what he was doing, so she pulled out her phone and texted him instead. "You're back. Why are you still downstairs?"

After that, Samantha saw Leonardo downstairs on his phone, looking at it as he typed. A short while later, she got a message from him. "Snowman."

She muttered to herself, "Snowman?"

Samantha suddenly remembered the post she had published earlier on her Instagram, and Leonardo had liked it. Was this about the snowman post?

Looking down again, she saw him pointing wildly at the spot next to him. She squinted to look in that direction and realized it was indeed a snowman.

The white snowman and the snowy ground blended so well. It wasn't until she really paid attention that she spotted it.

Apart from the meeting running late, Leonardo still hadn't come home because he wanted to build Samantha a snowman.

Thinking about this, she felt her eyes getting teary as she stood on the balcony. She couldn't tell if it was the freezing wind or the unexpected surge of feelings that caused her eyes to well up.

The phone in Samantha's pocket started vibrating when she received another message from Leonardo. "This is your very own snowman."

Seeing the short text, she beamed without thinking, feeling a kind of warmth. She quickly typed out her reply before sending it. "Give me a minute."

Upon reading the message, Leonardo looked up and saw that the balcony was empty. He froze for a second, confused.

Why did she ask him to wait downstairs?

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A few minutes later, Samantha ran out of the front door, wrapped in a fluffy blanket. It was late at night, and there was hardly anyone around, so she didn't mind looking silly.