Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

Kathleen knew Samuel was puzzled.

She said, “I just want you to know that I’m not being whiny to seek your attention, I’m serious about this.”

Kathleen was determined to divorce Samuel.

She could not afford to wait until her baby bump started showing and got found out by others.

By that time, she might still be able to get the divorce but would the Macari grant her custody of her baby?

It was definitely out of the question.

On top of that, Samuel would not stop seeing Nicolette just for the sake of the baby.

In the end, the ones who suffered would only be the baby and herself.

“Samuel, let us end this on good terms,” said Kathleen. She then took a deep breath and said, “After crying it out yesterday, I suddenly feel that I can let go.”

It might be painful to give up, but she would be damaged beyond repair if she did not take back her heart now.

She did not want to play with fire anymore.

This time, she wanted to live for herself.

Samuel gave her a cold glance without saying anything, and he went from the bed to the shower.

Kathleen let out a sigh, and a bitter look showed on her face.

As the saying goes, you reap what you sow. She was now being rewarded with the consequences of her own action.

Kathleen and Samuel stopped communicating. They went downstairs together when they were ready.

Later while they were having their meal, Kathleen told Wynnie that she was going out.

Wynnie asked, “Are you visiting Benjamin?”

“No, I’m heading to a charity home for some volunteer work, I’m helping Gemma out. She has a lot on her plate, but the charity works need to keep going,” Kathleen explained.

When Kathleen was talking, her doe-like eyes sparkled, so she looked very cute while doing so.

Wynnie liked Kathleen; it was a genuine feeling.

Wynnie asked, “What sort of charity home is that? Anything I can help?”

“It is a charity home established specially for children with autism,” replied Kathleen in her sweet voice, “Actually I’m also not quite sure what they would need.”

Wynnie looked solemn as she said, “There is quite a number of autistic children nowadays. We really should give more attention and concern to them. It’s okay, let me know what they need after your visit.”

Kathleen nodded.

around and took out a cheque from her Birkin bag, she wrote a six-figure cheque and placed it in

at her in astonishment.

attending all kinds of events representing the Macari family, you cannot

hidden from

just do as I said,” Wynnie said. “Whoever dares to disagree with me, I’ll blow

Samuel fell speechless.

dare to, nor did she want to do

from Samuel, she did not want anything to do with him from then

in the name of Mrs. Macari, she would instead donate

send you there.” Wynnie

Kathleen last time, she kept

a bodyguard to look after your safety,”

and said, “Mom, I will send her over, and can’t you just get a bodyguard from

way, “I was worried that those people in the Macari family have changed and only recognize that vixen in the hospital

not with them, so it did not

Samuel furrowed his eyebrows.

was a bit embarrassed. “I’ll just make sure to be more aware

am no longer Samuel’s wife, I will then be safe and free from danger. I’m going

to get you

on her bagel sandwich as she said, “Mom, if only I could

a loud laugh and said, “It’s a shame I’m not a man. I would never do someone as

always knew they had

make Wynnie laugh, Kathleen was indeed quite capable in her own

did not even do it on

It all came naturally.

you done?” Samuel gave Kathleen a

the last bagel sandwich and said,

it and said, “What is wrong with just waiting for her to finish her meal? What’s the hurry? She is a slow eater. Can’t

Samuel went speechless.

really my

I’ve really eaten enough.” Kathleen did not want to see them

bagel sandwiches, she

eat however much she wanted to without care, she needed to take care

was pregnant,

to

she knew if she let the Macari

could

lightly pinched between

Kathleen got up and said, “Mom, we

and replied, “All

Samuel went

Samuel said coolly, “If I didn’t know