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 say.”

both of them headed down the

after hearing Astrid’s words. Was

feel the same way, too! She seemed to be mocking Kathleen! But she’s

into her words. She was just lamenting how hard her life used

being honest. She revealed her identity outright so that Kathleen wouldn’t

anything wrong with Astrid’s remarks. She wasn’t lying. Her job

its own hardship. We all work our asses off to earn money. She isn’t the only one

Kathleen’s hand was. She even said her

netizens began

read the comments as

shooting went on

that some special guests would be coming for dinner that night and they

team didn’t mention how special the

at

“Kathleen, who do you think the

shook her head. “I don’t

who

she replied, “Why would

her a

prepare dinner alone tonight?” Nancy asked

hesitated for

dinner,” Astrid offered gaily. “My looks might suggest otherwise, but I’m a

So what if you have the potential to be a good wife

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

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

prepare our own signature dishes for dinner,” Kathleen

a pause, Astrid replied,

with a grin.

Astrid pursed her lips.

What an inconspicuous retort.

shot a look at Astrid

around and went to the kitchen to prepare

Astrid went after her.

“What a wide kitchen. I just realized that there is a dishwasher here. That eases