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.”

Everyone has their own

he did not want to bring it up,

helped me to escape. However, she did not make it while we were trying to

Kathleen was stunned. Killed?

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

Perplexed, she asked, “Really?”

“I heard the Zeller family was afraid she would get into danger again, so she’s been living under the

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

I’m just scared you would mind

“Whatever. She’s not the one who harmed me. I’m someone who knows how to distinguish between gratitude and grudges,

Samuel’s benefactor was also

at her and mumbled, “Are

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

his throat. “Yeah,

to be the complete

I have a

Samuel called the driver standing outside to

got home, the

fresh and had a fragrance

getting out of the car, the duo walked into the mansion and went

and prepared to sleep just like that, not having the energy

helped to tuck her

his lips curled into a smile. Perhaps, this

day, Kathleen woke up early and briefly

eating breakfast in the dining

down as Maria brought breakfast

began

time is the tech conference?” she asked in

he answered. “There’s no

clock and realized it

on time if they

to

yesterday, her head

she took a

drink when you know your body can’t

just supporting her as her friend,” she answered. “Won’t you accompany your friends when they’re feeling

aren’t like this when they’re in a bad mood,”

at a loss

of the mansion,

moment, she decided to ask, “What exactly happened to Richard? Why are things so off between

Samuel shook his head. He was telling

a disdainful look. “How could