All Too Late

Kathleen sat down to have her meal.

Charles stared at her. “Are you planning to visit Samuel?”

“Mm.” She nodded.

He did not know what to say anymore, nor did Kathleen wish to explain.

After finishing her dinner, she collected the prepared oatmeal and drove to the hospital.

Kathleen gently knocked on the door upon arriving at the ward’s entrance, but there was no sound inside the room.

She lightly pushed the door open, entered the room, and saw the table lamp lit inside the ward.

When she walked over, she noticed Samuel sleeping soundly on the bed, his complexion pallid and lips slightly chapped.

He wore a blue and white striped hospital gown, which was unbuttoned from the collar to his chest, revealing his muscular torso.

The man appeared to be experiencing slightly labored breathing. His forehead, neck, and chest were covered in a thin layer of sweat.

Kathleen came to an abrupt halt.

“Water.” His voice sounded hoarse.

She immediately poured him a glass of water. “Here’s your water, Samuel.”

Samuel gradually opened his eyes and regarded her with bleary eyes. “Katie?”

“Here, drink this.” She helped him sit up on the bed.

He sat up, received the glass of water from her, and gulped the content.

Kathleen placed a pillow behind his back so that he would feel more comfortable leaning against the headboard.

Then, she took the glass and put it on the bedside table. “I saw Tyson on my way back. He told me you have a fever.”

Samuel looked up. His hazy eyes instantaneously became focused. “I told him not to say anything.”

“Why is your body so frail?” She frowned.

The man paused and subconsciously pulled his hospital gown closer.

Kathleen was perplexed.

that supposed

tell me you think I’m taking advantage of you?” she asked awkwardly. “This is not the first time I’ve seen your body anyway. I’ve

“I’m being reserved. Do you have

was at a loss for

added nonchalantly, “Thank you

brought you some

“I’ll eat it later. I don’t have the

his head sideways to look intently at her. “Unless you feed

should I feed you? Aren’t you being reserved, Mr. Macari? I think it’s best I keep a

her with a sensual gaze and uttered in a husky voice, “It’s not impossible if

Kathleen was rendered speechless.

lightened up at the sight of the young

get going now.” She stood up and was about to leave

Samuel was indeed weak when he grabbed

delicate face when she turned her head around. “What

really hungry; I haven’t eaten anything in a day,” he said

pursed her red lips. “Why didn’t you ask Tyson

you think it’s weird for a man to feed another

The two of you standing together is quite

I do not share

bowl and placed it in

spoon, scooped some oatmeal,

not reveal any emotions as she stared at

opened his mouth

Kathleen to really

had once returned home after having too much to

cooked oatmeal for him back then, even blowing on the food to cool it before feeding

he had taken her kind gesture for

did Samuel realize he was

make

to do that.” Kathleen spooned another

food was bland

ate an entire bowl because

Kathleen cleaned up and stretched out

isn’t here with me. I’ll send it to you tomorrow after I’m discharged

want the blueprint. I

knowing what she was planning

placed a hand on his wrist to check

possessed such a skill, so he was a little astonished