Chapter 120

Unlike Adrianna, Sam was now in his room, constantly trying to find a way to make Adrianna talk to him casually. He threw himself onto the bed, letting his work clothes cling to his body. It wasn't comfortable, but his thoughts about Adrianna were only causing him more restlessness. Sam stared at the ceiling of his room, his forehead creased, clearly deep in study. He would do anything to melt her heart.

Why was it so difficult? Sam wondered.

Sam sat up, folding his legs on the bed, his fingers moving restlessly. "What should I do? What reasons should I give?" Sam mumbled to himself.

Sam desperately wanted to make the girl talk to him casually. Numerous ideas popped into his head, but he needed to figure out the ideas he had.

"Invite Adrianna to lunch?"

Sam's gaze shifted to the end of the room as he continued to think. In answer to his own question, he shook his head. "She would probably decline." He also knew that Adrianna was different from the type