Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

Chapter 30

A coward? Me?

Rage crept onto Kathleen’s pretty face as anger simmered within her. “You’re the coward! Divorce me if you have the guts to!”

“No, I won’t.” Samuel was unsympathetically persistent. “You will not make mention of the subject ever again.”

“So you’re still not agreeing with the divorce, right?” Kathleen picked up his phone before handing it to him. “Call Nicolette and tell her you’re not getting a divorce, assuming that you even have the guts to do so.”

An ominous look fleeted across Samuel’s gaze.

“You don’t have the guts to make the call.” Kathleen put his phone down with an aggrieved expression on her fair face. “The only reason you insist on not divorcing me is that you’re trying to force me to donate my bone marrow! I will never do that! Now that Grandma knows about this, I will have her be the judge. With her stepping in, you will have to divorce me!”

With that, Kathleen left the room.

This is infuriating! Why is this man constantly going back and forth? Why is it so hard for me to get a divorce?

Meanwhile, Samuel stared at the phone she discarded on the bed with a chilly look on his face.

She sure is getting bolder by the day, but I just don’t feel like divorcing her.

Now that the other members of the family had agreed on the divorce, he was no longer in a hurry, so he decided to maintain the stalemate.

Kathleen strolled around in the courtyard, for she didn’t want to be in the same room with Samuel.

It felt suffocating to her.

Wynnie arrived home by noon.

Because she and Calvin shared a great relationship, the two of them were constantly seen together, which was something Kathleen admired.

Moreover, Calvin was a great husband indeed. He would bring Wynnie anything she liked whenever he returned from a business trip.

Sometimes, he would create romantic scenarios to help preserve their love.

Despite having a great father like Calvin to set an example, Samuel picked up nothing from him.

cake which he cut a slice from and offered to Wynnie before

Don’t you like strawberry cake?” Calvin handed the slice of cake to her. “You can have all the strawberries on

you, Dad.” Kathleen was astonished by

to thank

such a huge slice? Women nowadays have to keep a slim figure. By doing this, you’re essentially forcing her to finish

talk about going on diets. It’s not good for your health. Keeping a moderate figure is fine enough. You don’t need to feel anxious about it. Instead, have more

Wynnie shrugged in defeat.

a great parent. I’m so lucky to have in-laws like them. But why do I just

heading to the law firm

are you seriously going to work now?” Calvin

wouldn’t have needed to come back home during noon if it wasn’t for you,” Wynnie complained. “There are a lot of tasks that I still need to tend to

to part with her. “I’ll cook your

look like the president of

the more dominant one when we’re

you’d better take care of your son. He has done something to

beat the crap out of that

then. I’m leaving now.” Wynnie was in a hurry

up.

around. “What

her to hold her arms before leaning

sudden, Kathleen felt like she

is watching!” Wynnie chided, flustered

smiled. “She’s our daughter,

huffed before wheeling

on Kathleen

Kathleen nodded.

like it. Tell me if you ever feel like having it again.” Calvin sat down, which made

mild-mannered most of the time, he exuded a mysterious and

he rarely showed that side of him to his family, so Kathleen rarely saw that side of him as

be reminded of the distance between them whenever she saw photos of Calvin in magazines, in which he wore a

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