EndlessFantasy Translation

  EndlessFantasy Translation

  Early the next morning, Samantha woke up to the sound of rolling waves outside. She opened her eyes slowly, wrapped herself in the blanket before sitting up, then looked out to see an ocean spanning as far as her eyes could see.

  “You’re awake?”


  Timothy laid eyes on her after walking out of the bathroom and raised his chin to draw attention to the sofa. “The clothes are there. Go and freshen up. We need to head out.”


  Samantha was speechless for a moment and she then asked, “Is there anything we need to do?”


  “Yes.”


  Timothy walked straight to the dressing room after answering her.

  Samantha blinked a couple of times. They were supposed to be there on vacation, right? Did they have a schedule?

  She got out of the bed, walked into the bathroom, and had a quick wash before walking over to the sofa. There was a box on it, which she opened to take a look.

  There was a simple white dress in the box, although it did seem to look more like a wedding dress……

  What was going on? Were the wrong clothes bought? Or did Timothy have something on his mind?

  Timothy walked out of the dressing room amidst Samantha’s confusion and she intended to ask him about the clothes. However, her words ended up stuck when she turned to look at him and saw the extremely formal suit he was wearing.

  He directed his dark gaze to Samantha and frowned when he saw that she had yet to change into her clothes. “Aren’t you going to change your clothes?”


  “Well, no……” Samantha finally managed to find her voice. “Why are we dressing like this, Timothy? Are we going to……some kind of banquet or a wedding?”


  Simple and comfortable clothes were undoubtedly much more suitable if they were going out sightseeing!

  Timothy looked into her eyes and replied curtly, “A wedding.”


  A wedding made so much more sense.

  After all, the island was a sacred place for marriage. Could Timothy’s so-called vacation be to attend a friend’s wedding? The most probable explanation as to why he brought her along was because she held the title of Mrs. Barker.

  “Oh, okay.”


  Samantha took the dress out of the box and unknowingly considered changing into it on the spot. However, she then had the sudden realization that Timothy was still standing there, so she quickly turned around and walked toward the bathroom. As she ran over, she said to him, “I’ll be done soon! Just give me five minutes!”


  She changed into the dress as soon as she entered the bathroom and walked out once she was done.

  Unfortunately, the hemline of the dress was a bit too long and she had to lift it up to walk.

  Timothy glanced at her and said to her, “Come over here.”


  Samantha walked over slowly and spotted yet another box lying on the sofa. Timothy opened it right away and took out a pair of diamond-studded crystal high heels.

  It sparkled beautifully under the light.

  “Sit.”


  Samantha sat down as told and stretched out her hand to put on the heels. Timothy, however, was a step quicker than her and had already knelt on one knee in front of her. His palm reached for her left ankle.

  Her eyes widened all of a sudden and she wondered if he intended to help her put on her shoes.

  She retracted her feet by instinct. “I… I’ll do it myself!”


  Samantha would never dare to inconvenience him!

  Timothy exerted a slight force to pull her foot back, telling her calmly, “Don’t move.”


  He reached for one heel with the other hand and put it on for her in a slightly awkward manner.

  Samantha watched dazedly as the entire scene unfolded before her. Even her breathing was starting to become erratic and she wondered why everything felt so…strange.

  Ever since Timothy publicized their marriage at the press conference, his entire character had turned somewhat bizarre.

  Rather than making snide remarks to embarrass or hurt her, he actually became slightly similar to the time when they were in a relationship.

  Despite that, Timothy’s actions only made her worry even more. She had no idea what was going on in his mind, for he could be warm one instance and cold the next. All that did was take her heart on a roller coaster ride.

  Timothy helped Samantha to wear both heels and finally looked up at her. Seeing the frown and the convoluted look she had, he could not help but ask, “What’s the matter? Did I put them on incorrectly?”


  Samantha snapped back to her senses. She obviously could not tell Timothy what she was thinking about! The only thing she could do was force out a smile and said, “No, you did it right! Thank you.”


  “Let’s go then.”


  Timothy stood up, held her hand, and led her out of the room.

  …


  After half an hour, the car finally arrived at a very spectacularly constructed church. Its general motif used the colors blue and white, seemingly allowing it to blend with the sky and the sea.

  That was the same church that Samantha liked most back in the day.

  It would never have crossed her mind that the first time she set foot there would be to attend someone else’s wedding.

  A long red carpet began at the church entrance. Colorful balloons and vividly-colored pink roses adorned both sides of the carpet, making for an absolutely wonderful atmosphere.

  Timothy and Samantha walked down the red carpet and into the church.

  Surprisingly, there was no one inside the church at all.

  Samantha looked at Timothy in surprise. “Did we come too early? Or……did we go to the wrong church?”


  Timothy looked at her again and gazed deeply at her. “We’re on time. And it’s the correct church.”


  “Then why isn’t there anyone here? What about the bride and groom? Where are the guests?”


  Timothy turned around and looked at her. “The bride and groom are you and I.”


  Samantha was thoroughly dumbfounded. “Aren’t we here for a wedding?”


  “We are. For our wedding.”


  Samantha’s eyes widened and more than ten seconds passed before she opened her mouth again. “So…… Is this…sort of…a long-overdue wedding?”


  She finally realized why the entire sequence fit perfectly with what she used to have in mind.

  “Yes.”


  Samantha was confused and at a loss. “Is this……what Grandma wanted?”


  That was the only reason she could think of.

  ‘Grandma…’


  A trace of dissatisfaction flashed through Timothy’s eyes but he immediately suppressed it. He then opened his lips and spoke emphatically, “It’s what I want!”


  Samantha could not help herself from covering her mouth and even her pupils had contracted to the maximum due to shock.

  Ronald was hiding in a small prayer room, and the second he heard what Timothy said, he pumped his fist excitedly and whispered silently to himself, “Yes!”


  Hearing Timothy restraining his temper, and confessing his intentions so boldly, completely overwhelmed Ronald with excitement. The joy he felt was as if he had finally seen his own son being mature!

  That was how it ought to be! One must always speak one’s mind directly! Dark and broody men were so last year!

  His effort of coming over before dawn to work on the decorations was not in vain! His big boss Mr. Barker had, at long last, finally become the man he was always destined to be!

  Timothy was imminently going to carry a damsel home!

  Simple as those four words were, they made Samantha’s long eyelashes tremble and caused her heartbeat to accelerate uncontrollably.

  She gulped a few times and asked almost unhesitatingly, “Why……did you want to make it up for this wedding?”


  As soon as Samantha finished her question, she bravely looked Timothy in the eye and waited for his answer.