All Too Late

Christopher couldn’t stop frowning.

Why did Astrid come back right now? I heard she worked as a war correspondent for a few years.

Christopher typed out a reply: I’ll do my best to be a good friend to her.

Osvald: It’s up to you. I just want you to keep an eye on her. That’s it.

Christopher let out a cold snort.

Is he saying that I’m overthinking?

Christopher went to watch the live stream and happened to see Kathleen bringing Astrid to their rooms.

“This is your room. Nancy and I are living on this floor, so if you need any help, just let us know.” Kathleen was both gentle and thoughtful.

Astrid chuckled. “All right. This is my first time on a variety show, so I’m completely baffled. Please let me know if I do anything wrong!”

“This is my first time, too.” A smile nudged Kathleen’s lips. “We can learn together.”

“Sure,” Astrid replied cheerfully. “I worked as a war correspondent overseas previously. A year ago, a grenade splinter cut across my forehead, and I nearly lost my life. I was traumatized and ended up coming home.”

Kathleen nodded in acknowledgment.

She actually didn’t want to ask personal questions, for she knew how to respect someone else’s privacy.

Now that Astrid chose to reveal everything herself, Kathleen had to play along. “You did great.”

“If I don’t do it, someone else will,” Astrid responded. “It might be dangerous, but I think it’s a meaningful job. Compared to normal jobs, I think mine is far more significant.”

“Every job has its own significance,” Kathleen told her.

Astrid met her gaze thoughtfully. “You’re right.”

“Let’s head down to join everyone downstairs.” Kathleen smiled.

Astrid nodded and reached out to take Kathleen’s hand. “Oh, your hand is soft, unlike mine. I didn’t get to take care of my hands previously, so they are pretty rough.”

Kathleen’s lips curved. “You can start now. Your hands will be like mine soon.”

Whatever you

them headed down the

after hearing Astrid’s words.

to be mocking Kathleen! But she’s way better with her words

reading too much into her words. She was just lamenting how hard her life used to be. I can’t believe you interpreted her

She revealed her identity

don’t think there’s anything wrong with Astrid’s remarks. She wasn’t lying.

other jobs! Kathleen’s right. Every job has its own hardship. We all

even said her

netizens began arguing

comments as his

shooting went

some special guests would be coming

mention

felt nervous at

who do you

her head.

you’d know who they are,”

was calm as she replied, “Why would

her

alone

hesitated for a

you don’t mind, I can prepare dinner,” Astrid offered gaily. “My looks might suggest otherwise, but I’m a great cook. I

to be a good wife and mother? Is that something that is worth bragging about? That sounds really

if you handle everything alone. You and Kathleen should work together,”

cook. I shall take the opportunity to learn from her!” Astrid agreed readily. “Kathleen, please

for dinner,” Kathleen suggested nonchalantly. “What

a pause, Astrid

assured her with a grin. “I promise I’ll teach

Astrid pursed her lips.

What an inconspicuous retort.

shot a look at

around and went to the kitchen to prepare the

Astrid went after her.

the kitchen, Astrid said happily, “What a wide kitchen. I just realized that there is a dishwasher here.