All Too Late

Diana and Charles both wore dumbfounded expressions on their faces.

Samuel’s almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly as he answered, “Sure.”

Kathleen sat down again and lowered her head without a word.

I must be crazy!

Samuel sat down and placed the documents aside, which invited a glare from Diana.

The old woman rolled her eyes at her grandson, disgruntled.

He’s returned so hurriedly to get these documents, yet he refuses to leave after retrieving them. An excuse! An excuse is what it is!

Meanwhile, disdain was written all over Charles’ face.

This man is pretty cunning, huh? That gloomy look on his face was obviously meant to deceive Kathleen! My sister’s a soft-hearted person. How dare he make use of her kindness. Son of a b*tch!

At the same time, Kathleen was chastising herself as regret crept up her.

Why did I invite him back for a meal? Come to think of it, this is Samuel’s residence, and I’m the guest here. Why am I, a guest, inviting the resident of this residence for lunch? Oh, how awkward!

“Katie, come and have some oranges.” Diana eased the tension in the room by piping up and stuffing a slice of fruit into Kathleen’s slender hands. “This is your favorite, no?”

“Thanks, Grandma,” said Kathleen upon recovering her senses.

Diana was delighted. “Tell me. What have you been up to abroad for the past year?” she asked.

“Okay.” Kathleen naturally began chatting with the older woman.

As the two ladies chattered away happily, Samuel kept his attention on Kathleen’s each and every move. His gaze was filled with an infinite amount of gentleness.

Displeased, Charles asked, “Mr. Macari, fancy having a talk outside?”

D*mn it! How dare he have the audacity to pretend as if he cares about Kathleen? Has he forgotten how the woman he loves harmed Kathleen and my two little nephews who never got the chance to see the world? How disgusting!

Samuel replied indifferently, “Sure.”

The two men headed out.

Upon noticing their movements, Kathleen could not help but feel nervous.

Diana smiled and held Kathleen’s hands. “You have your brother to protect you. Don’t worry. They will be just fine. Let’s continue your story.”

Kathleen bit her lip and returned to her conversation with Diana as Samuel and Charles went outside for a chat.

warmth seeped out of

as they were outside, Charles let out a sneer.

divorce after a marriage, one can also call off an engagement.” Samuel’s deep voice which resembled a cello was void of emotions. “So, what are

is— get away from my sister!” Charles hissed with a menacing look. “I forbid you

Samuel’s tone was chilly. “Is there anything else you’d like to say

not help snickering upon hearing his response. “Surely you aren’t thinking that she will change her mind and live with you as long as you insist on keeping her by your side like an

Unreasonable person?

darkened. “No, I

knew what

have left him using such

pushed to her limit,

was neither long nor short. However, only he knew how hard the year had

everyone told him that his temper had changed.

the woman who could suppress the

no longer

any so-called first love or hopeless

hint of viciousness flashed across Samuel’s eyes when he heard

coldly, “Christopher won’t probably have the guts to

for her long-lost brother since he knew she had a brother who was separated from her at a young age. What about you? Did you even know that she has an

his Adam’s apple to bob up and down. Evidently,

never cared

he did not ask about

he seemed to know Kathleen well, in truth, he was completely ignorant about

white Maserati drove into the

from the car

appeared to be in high spirits, but

are you doing here?”

Samuel fell speechless.

Charles. In an

you, Mrs. Macari.” Charles curled his lips.

Johnson.” Wynnie shook his hand. “That’s a good thing to hear. Kate finally has an elder brother to take

that comment, Charles smiled lightly and answered, “Thank

and replied awkwardly, “We didn’t do our

kick at the wedding was really satisfying,”

everyone present

not be the case.” Charles paused and added,

took another glance at

Macari, Old Mrs. Macari and my sister are in the living room,”

for a while and added, “Mr. Johnson, feel free to punch someone

speechless after