Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

“I like your cooking, but you won’t cook for me,” replied Samuel in a crisp and clear voice. His aura seemed ever so regal.

Kathleen’s red lips clamped shut. She refused to talk.

Samuel ate quietly.

The truth was that he was satisfied with being able to sit there and share a meal with her peacefully. He didn’t dare to even dream of more.

Still, his heart ached because he had to force her to eat with him.

He knew that Kathleen never wanted to stay and that she didn’t even want to see him.

Kathleen put her cutlery down after taking a few bites. After that, she sipped water while waiting for Samuel to finish his meal.

Samuel, on the other hand, ate extremely slowly. It was as if he was deliberately torturing her.

As Kathleen sipped her water, she had a frosty look.

“There is something wrong with my stomach,” explained Samuel. “It’ll hurt if I don’t eat slowly.”

Kathleen heartlessly pointed out, “That has nothing to do with me.”

A hint of sorrow flashed past his eyes. “I know. I just wanted to talk to you.”

Kathleen put her glass down and stopped being mean.

Samuel knew that was just how she was.

She couldn’t be mean even though she hated him with every fiber of her being.

Samuel’s dark eyes shone with suppressed desires and intelligence. “A year ago, I stumbled upon some information about how Vanessa has been searching for a woman.”

Kathleen raised her brow and stared at him.

“That woman is connected to Vanessa in some way, but that is not the important bit,” continued Samuel before he paused a while. “The interesting bit is that Vanessa didn’t send Ivan to capture that woman. Instead, she wanted him to kill her.”

Kathleen turned her attention to him. “What proof do you have to back up your words?”

Samuel had a skin-deep grin on when he turned to her.

She gripped her glass, and her fingers turned pale from that. “You have some conditions, don’t you?” she added upon seeing that smile.

“Yes,” replied Samuel, nodding.

think that just yesterday, you promised you won’t make

true, but

unless I agree to your terms,” protested Kathleen. She was a little upset, and

smile mysterious and

her and

Kathleen was taken aback.

Ivan committed the crime. However, your efforts will be for naught if he refuses

lip. “What do

accept his gift for no

magnetic voice. “You don’t have to cook every day, though.

in

find that to be troublesome, then feel free to just leave. I won’t

would

something Samuel

more. “Do you have any

will never agree to that term,” answered Samuel. The lust in his eyes shone

shut as if

I don’t want to be in your debt. However, I will leave

stop cooking if you wish to leave, but if you ever return, please cook for me

her had helped solve a

want to be in his debt, but she truly wanted

doesn’t owe me anything… at least not where this matter

will cook for you if I am

you,” said

left with

gracefully sipped his glass of warm water. A

has Charles as

a sharp turn at that moment. No, that’s not right. I should be the one to protect her. I

that thought ran past his mind, he

ordered Samuel mercilessly. “Also, Christopher’s grandfather set up an arranged marriage for Christopher when the latter was a baby. Look into the matter and find some way to get his betrothed

aback

Macari is getting

and just do it,”

answered Tyson. He put his phone away

his victim.

folder with her and went to

and deal with it however

she

called out Charles. “Where did you