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.”

has their own secrets that they

he did not want to bring it up, she

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

Kathleen was stunned. Killed?

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 niece. I didn’t expect that

Perplexed, she asked, “Really?”

would

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

you would

who harmed me. I’m someone who knows how to distinguish between

her, Samuel’s benefactor was also

and mumbled,

displeasure. “I have quite a good

his throat. “Yeah,

to be the complete opposite of her

a

Samuel called the driver standing outside to start the

home, the rain had

air was fresh and had a

duo walked into the mansion and

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

helped to

a smile.

up early and briefly got ready before heading

eating breakfast in the dining

sat down as Maria brought breakfast

she began to eat

time is the tech conference?”

“There’s

glanced at the clock and realized it was presently nine in the

would arrive just on time if they departed

get to see

drank yesterday, her head

took a painkiller

her. “Why did you still drink when you

so I’m just supporting her as her friend,”

aren’t like this when they’re in

was at a

mansion, they got into

she decided to ask, “What exactly happened to Richard? Why are things

either.” Samuel shook his head. He was

disdainful look. “How could you