All Too Late

Chapter 395 Did You Wish I Was Dead

Samuel had a gloomy look on his face. “What? Did you wish I was dead?”

Kathleen felt embarrassed.

He walked over to her. “Get down. I can see your panties.”

Feeling awkward, she quickly got off the chair.

She knitted her brows. “Why didn’t you answer Eil’s call when you’re fine? He’s worried about you, so I’m here to check on you on his behalf.”

He shot her a long and meaningful glance as he asked, “Aren’t you worried about me?”

She snorted coldly. “Why should I be worried about a self-righteous man like you? I’d rather not get involved with you.”

He felt miserable.

“If you’re fine, then get changed quickly. Eil and Desi are waiting for you,” she said indifferently.

He looked at her without saying anything.

She wanted to leave, but he pulled her hand.

“Kate, I need your help.”

She was annoyed. “You told me you’re hungry last night; what do you need this time?”

He pointed at his injured wrist. “I can’t lift my entire arm.”

She was shocked and walked toward him. “What? Get in! Let me see.”

He followed her into the villa and sat on the couch.

She untied his bandage and saw how terrible his wound was.

Her eyes turned red. “Did you use your injured hand?”

“I wanted to take a shower last night, and I accidentally slipped,” he replied.

She bit her lip. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

His voice was hoarse. “It was late, and you were all asleep. I thought that it would be okay after enduring the pain, but I only realized that my arm hurt too after I woke up. Maybe it was caused by the fall yesterday.”

Kathleen pursed her lips. “I don’t get it. Is that how you should be taking care of yourself? Would it kill you to skip showering for a day?”

Samuel remained silent as he sat there.

She looked at him angrily. “Get changed. We’re going to the hospital.”

stood up. “But I can’t

help you,”

You’re really a

that you’re mocking me,” she

mocking me for ignoring

to look at her. “You’re

Hah!

made her way

out a suit from the closet and placed it on the bed before taking a white shirt and turning

plainly at her

furrowed her brows. “Take off your clothes. Why are

on Samuel’s handsome face. “Kate, I really don’t have any energy

him. “I get

out and

sturdy, he

and said in an irritated tone, “Why didn’t you wear anything underneath

“If I could, I wouldn’t have waited for you to help

up her cheeks. “Sit

down obediently, and she

his pants, she felt much

put on his shirt and button it up

him

surprise, she had reached the end of the belt, but it was still

he had

he had lost weight lately. His cheeks were sunken, and his skin was

If it wasn’t for her, his

he never complained to her. Yet, when he told her

sudden when he saw

“I’m

with his belt, she went on to help with his

that close to her, and

gone

gotten married, and she was always keen on helping him with

in

understand. Only then did he

head down slowly and pulled

Kathleen froze.

get it now. All of it.

asked quietly, “What are you

treated me as your husband, but

then, to Kathleen, Samuel was her husband and someone whom she would

care of everything around the house wholeheartedly, and it was obvious

he misunderstood her and hurt

he could turn back time, he would never

asked Ryder to help me watch