Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

Samuel felt extremely annoyed.

On his way to the park to find Kathleen, he had been pondering. Does Kathleen really not want to spend the rest of her life with me? It can’t be. She loves me. How could she not want to be with me?

Samuel figured he was overthinking.

After all, as long as he did not mention Christopher’s plan, Kathleen would not know a thing.

Kathleen and Federick went to look for Madeline separately.

When Samuel found her, she was shouting, “Madeline? Madeline?”

Even though she knew Madeline would not respond even if the latter heard her, she still could not help but give it a try.

“Kathleen!” Samuel walked over.

Kathleen was stunned momentarily. “Why are you here?”

Then, she shifted her gaze toward the more than twenty bodyguards standing behind Samuel.

So he’s brought his men here.

Walking over, Kathleen took out her phone. “Please add my WhatsApp. I’ll create a group and send the girl’s photo to the group. Her name is Madeline, and she has autism. She hates the crowd, so you can search in places where there are fewer people. Don’t leave any corner unsearched. Update the group once you’re done searching a particular area so that we can sort it out. Understand?”

The men nodded in response.

“Another thing. Don’t touch her after you guys find her. Just make sure that she is safe, and contact me right away. I will go over to wherever you are,” Kathleen uttered again.

“Yes, Mrs. Macari.” The crowd nodded.

Upon hearing that, Kathleen was stunned momentarily.

Lowering her head, she created the group chat on WhatsApp and invited everyone into it, including Federick.

“Invite me in too,” Samuel said.

Kathleen rolled her eyes at him before inviting him in.

Kathleen texted: @Federick Please send Madeline’s photo here and tell everyone what she is wearing today to make it easier for everyone to find her.

Federick did not expect Kathleen would summon so many people.

Without hesitation, he sent the photo in the group chat.

He then texted: Madeline is wearing a red dress with white bottoms, along with a pair of red leather shoes today. Her hair is tied into a ponytail, and she’s holding a doll in her arms.

After that, he sent a photo of the doll as well.

Kathleen texted: All right, everyone. Let’s go find her separately.

After receiving the information, everyone started the search immediately.

again:

Kathleen started searching as well,

“Do you want to

want to say that I’m

find her.” Samuel’s tone was

“Yes.” Kathleen nodded.

are we looking

of activity is within this area,” Kathleen

speaking of the scope of activities, she

at Samuel. “Do you mean we need

by paranoia.” Samuel stared at her. “They usually have certain preferences for certain

her brows.

is today?”

“Sunday,” Kathleen replied.

supposed to be her schedule for

Federick had something to do, and Madeline’s grandma was not feeling

paranoia. What do you think she would do when her schedule

along the road to the charity home!” She immediately grabbed Samuel’s

tightened his grip too. “Let’s

Kathleen sat in the passenger

fell gradually, and it became more difficult to search for Madeline even with the street

that Madeline

second.” Suddenly, Kathleen stopped

immediately stepped on

and approached an old lady. “Where

it up from the river

a few banknotes directly. “Sell us this doll, and tell us the specific

old lady’s eyes lit up instantly.

the latter grabbed her hand and led her to follow the old

old lady brought them to a river and pointed

the old lady, Kathleen walked

mouth. “Based on the direction, we should head backward

furrowed her brows. “Why

to the charity home, but it was closed, and it was getting dark. She

felt that Samuel’s words made

at all for he

doll, they walked

sky had turned darker by then, and the road was not as bright as

hand tightly, Samuel used his phone as a torchlight with

Kathleen’s hand was cold.

which gave Kathleen a great

walking for a long while, they arrived at a construction

large cement pipes

something as the light from

pointed with her