All Too Late

Chapter 262 Something Bad

Samuel glanced at Kathleen’s petite face, and his expression turned sullen. “Samuel, there’s only so much I can take,” she said ruefully. “You know how much I hate troubles, so… His gaze darkened. “So you don’t want compensation from me?” She shook her head. “Money can’t solve everything, Samuel.” His fists clenched, and he replied in a low, hoarse voice, “All right.” He didn’t want to put her on the spot or stress her out. “But according to the law, I can’t own more than fifty-one percent of shares, so I’m still leaving you with ten percent,” Samuel added. Kathleen hesitated. “Fine, do what you must, then.” She just wanted to get this over with He gave her a long, meaningful look. “Let’s go,” Kathleen said before leading Samuel out of the shop. “Where would you like to go next?” he asked as he trailed behind her closely. The mall was crowded during the New Year, and he stuck close to her to protect her. “What do you mean?” Kathleen was bewildered. “We’re going home.” Samuel gazed at her with hooded eyes. “You don’t want to continue shopping?” “We’re not ordinary people,” she pointed out. “We can’t just go shopping during peak hours.” He gave a nod, and they walked to the nearest elevator together. They were squeezed to the rear corner as soon as they stepped in. He shielded her with both hands, and her face came dangerously close to his chest. A small smile played at the corners of Samuel’s lips as he gazed down at Kathleen in his arms with his abysmal eyes. The elevator reached the first floor before they exited from the cramped space, and the apple of Kathleen’s cheeks flushed a rosy color. “I want milk tea.” She was parched. “I’ll get it.” Samuel then instructed, “Wait for me here.” “Okay.” She nodded. He turned and walked in the direction of a milk tea shop, but there was a long queue, and he stood at the tail end of it.

a girl, maybe?” “What do you think? Of course it’s for a girl!” “It has to be Kathleen Johnson. If she’s here, they must be out on a date.” “No way. Wasn’t their relationship a publicity stunt?” “I don’t think so. I believe it was genuine. Although they’re divorced, I’m confident they will reconcile.” “How would you know?” “I just do!” Samuel knitted his brows as he listened to the crowd prattling. Meanwhile, Kathleen was afraid of getting recognized, so she

her tenderly before driving away. It was already nightfall when they reached the Macari residence, and dinner was ready. However, Kathleen was too full to eat. After all, she had consumed an entire cup of milk tea on the way back Wynnie spooned some food onto her plate. “What’s wrong?” “I’m not hungry,” Kathleen replied bashfully. “Did both of you sneak out to eat?” Wynnie gave them a disapproving look that was typically reserved for kids. Flustered, Kathleen stared at the dishes on the table and felt helpless. Samuel came to her defense. “Mom, don’t force her. She has a small appetite.” Wynnie gave Kathleen a steely look. “Fine, we’ll wait till you’re hungry, then.” Kathleen nodded, and Samuel took her portion of food. “I’ll finish them for you.” “Thank you,” she said in gratitude. Wynnie watched them openly with a strange look until Calvin subtly gave her a nudge with his foot under the table to stop her. She was being too obvious. Nonetheless, Diana and Frances were unfazed, talking and laughing amongst themselves. Kathleen went up to her bedroom for the night after dinner. Samuel was about to do the same when Wynnie stopped him. “Son, your relationship with Kate seemed to have improved.” “Don’t overthink it, Mom,” he said curtly. “Why not? Are you