All Too Late

Chapter 430 Do You Not Hate Me

“You…” Samuel’s voice was extremely hoarse. “Did you remember something?”

Kathleen started to loosen the grip on his collar. “Is that important?”

His eyes turned dark. “Of course!”

She snorted, slowly sobering up as the cold wind blew against her face. “Are you scared that my memories will recover, Samuel?”

Samuel did not answer, merely staring at her with his intent gaze.

He’d lying if he said he wasn’t.

“Never mind. I won’t force you anymore,” Kathleen said miserably. “Let’s go home.”

Right after saying that, she turned around.

Suddenly, Samuel hugged her from behind while still holding the umbrella with one hand. “I’ll answer you.”

She knitted her brows. “It’s fine if it’s too much for you.”

She no longer longed to know.

“Let’s get in the car first. It’s a bit inconvenient for me to talk here,” Samuel reminded her that his wrist had not recovered yet.

She lowered her head to look at the right hand on her waist, softly laying her hand on top of it. “Okay.”

When they got into the car, Samuel turned up the air-conditioning, fearing she would get sick.

Kathleen massaged her sore temples.

“How much do you remember?” he asked hoarsely.

“Not much. All of them are memories of you hurting me, though.”

The man swallowed hard. Indeed. When I recall, we don’t have many sweet moments together.

“Don’t you hate me?” he queried darkly.

Kathleen answered helplessly, “What’s the use of doing so?”

Samuel stayed silent.

She slowly added, “Although I regained my memories, I didn’t forget about the present. How do I put it? Well, I think that’s enough punishment for you. After all, I’d also be exhausted if we carried on this way. I simply don’t want things to get messy again.”

He held her hand. “I didn’t hide it from you on purpose.”

own secrets

not want to bring it up, she would

topic. “When I was abducted, a little girl helped me to escape. However, she did not make

Kathleen was stunned. Killed?

protected her,” he choked out. “Hence, I always felt indebted to her, but I didn’t even know who she was. When I returned home, I immediately asked my father to save her. However, blood was all we found upon arriving there. We did not see anyone, let alone the little girl’s corpse. I’ve hired people to investigate her all these years, and not long ago, I found out her last name is Zeller. Ashley Zeller. She’s Luna’s

Perplexed, she asked, “Really?”

heard the Zeller family was afraid she would get into danger again,

“Isn’t that great? You don’t need to be so guilty

scared you would mind her relationship with

not the one who harmed me. I’m someone who knows how

her, Samuel’s benefactor was also

and mumbled, “Are you really not

easily?” Kathleen asked in displeasure. “I have quite a good temper if I say so

throat.

the complete

a headache.” She leaned

called the driver standing outside

got home, the

air was fresh and had a fragrance of

the duo walked into the mansion and went upstairs

her shoes and prepared to sleep just like that, not having the

to tuck

lips curled into a smile.

day, Kathleen woke up early and briefly got ready before heading

was currently eating breakfast in

sat down as Maria brought

she began

the tech conference?” she asked

he answered. “There’s no need

at the clock and realized it was presently nine in

arrive just on time

to see Trevor

drank yesterday, her head was

a painkiller

at her. “Why did you still drink when you know your body can’t

happened between Gemma and Richard, so I’m just supporting her as her friend,” she answered. “Won’t you accompany your

when they’re in

at a

of the mansion, they

decided to ask, “What exactly happened

head. He was telling the truth, for he was indeed clueless about

look. “How could