Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

“That won’t be necessary. Old Mrs. Macari is in poor health, so it would be better if you don’t tell her, lest she worry for me,” Kathleen said.

“Have you been alone throughout the years?” Gemma hung her head low as she sat beside Kathleen.

“I suppose,” Kathleen replied.

“You suppose? What does that mean?” Gemma was confused.

Kathleen smiled ruefully.

Ever since marrying Samuel, she was mostly alone even though it seemed as if they lived together.

“Kathleen, you’re quite lucky. You at least have Old Mrs. Macari.” Gemma sounded depressed. “My brother and I are different. Neither of us was of legal age. Nobody wanted to adopt the both of us together, so we were forcefully separated when adopted by different families.”

“So that was what happened.” Kathleen pulled her lips into a thin line.

“Jeez, why am I even telling you this?” Gemma’s expression reverted to its former state. “I need to go to a night shift at the hospital later on. You take care.”

“It’s fine. I’ll leave after getting some rest.” Kathleen knew she shouldn’t have met up with Gemma, for both of them had varying degrees of post-traumatic stress disorder.

Their parents’ passing had caused great hurt to their young and fragile hearts.

Because there were hurt that would never heal, these kinds of people had come to a tacit agreement to not meet up with each other.

Without meeting each other, they would never be forced to recall those painful memories.

“Kathleen!” Gemma sounded slightly exasperated, causing Kathleen to pause for a moment.

Realizing that she might have said that a little too loud, Gemma softened her tone. “It’s fine. This place is your home too. I have clean clothes in my room, so you can put them on after taking a shower. There’s still some oatmeal that I made last night in the kitchen. Have some after heating it.”

Gemma went to get changed as she spoke and was ready to leave after putting on her coat.

“Gemma, are you working in a hospital now?” asked Kathleen.

“I work as a nurse now.” Gemma didn’t look back. “Kathleen, I’ve already moved on, so it’s fine. It’s okay even if you have troubles that you can’t talk about to me. Just stay without worrying about anything else.”

She left after saying that.

Kathleen heaved a long sigh.

both Gemma and her were dealt the heaviest blows during the incident because both of them had witnessed first-hand the horrible

as she was on the verge of tears, but she managed to force them back when she lowered her

room and took a change of clothes before going

belly in the mirror before reaching a fair hand out to caress it softly. “Do

when she recalled the fact that it was Samuel who

being. He must be all lovey-dovey with Nicolette in his arms while in

the road, Samuel was leaning against his

were littered all over the ground around

but he

fingers gripped her phone tightly as his heart trembled

she disappear from my life

Tyson ran over to him. “We’ve found

ordered in an aloof

drunken man over to him, the man was already battered

that woman?” Samuel lifted his gaze, a distant look in

aware that Samuel wasn’t someone he could

off.” Samuel didn’t even

the bodyguards immediately unsheathed

that Samuel was being serious, the drunken man fell to his knees before Samuel while begging for mercy, “Please don’t chop my

“Speak.” Samuel looked intimidating.

standing beside the road, but I didn’t do anything

use to

dared not answer

have the guts to reply.” Samuel’s exquisite jawline was

The drunken man

smoking, Samuel said, “How dare you lie? You

drunken man nearly fainted

you’ve already

was spacing out, the bodyguard chopped one of his hands

covered his mouth before

place,” ordered Samuel with

“Yes, Sir!”

bodyguards left, dragging the drunken man away with them, while the other bodyguards

and find out

to make a call, he got an unexpected