Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

Chapter 120

Kathleen nodded in acknowledgement.

It wasn’t long before Richard arrived in the hospital room.

“You’re awake, Ms. Johnson. You barely avoided a lung infection caused by dehydration. I’d suggest you stay put for two more days for observation, just to be safe.”

“Is it mandatory?” Kathleen questioned with a grimace.

“But of course. You wouldn’t want to deal with complications from the flu,” Richard answered sternly in a tone that warranted no objection. “Rest well.”

He then turned to address Wynnie and Calvin who were at the corner. “Were either one of you aware of his eating habits? My diagnosis shows that his gastroenteritis was caused by irregular eating schedules.”

Wynnie wrung her hands in concern. “You know how stubborn he can be.”

“That boy is digging his own grave if he continues neglecting his health,” Richard announced baldly while Wynnie continued studying her son’s sickly pale features.

It was at that moment that Tyson strode into the room.

“Tyson, has Samuel been eating at all recently?” Wynnie questioned hurriedly.

“But of course. However, the food prepared was not up to his standard, insomuch that he barely consumed several morsels out of each meal. I tried convincing him but to no avail.”

“How is he such a picky eater?” Wynnie exclaimed in exasperation.

“I remember Mr. Macari enjoying the meal prepared by Ms. Johnson last time. He finished eating it.” Tyson darted a meaningful glance toward Samuel.

Wynnie crossed her arms. “Kathleen won’t always be around at his beck and call. He can jolly well learn to care for himself.”

Kathleen flushed at the sudden turn of events.

She recalled the time he completely devoured the plain oatmeal she prepared and felt an inexplicable surge of sympathy for Samuel.

Just then, Samuel began to stir, his eyes opening groggily.

Wynnie rushed toward her son. “Are you feeling any better? With the way you’re treating your body right now, you might as well be planning for an early death!”

“I’m fine, all right?”

“You’re as stubborn as a mule. Is eating such a harrowing ordeal? I wouldn’t have given birth to you if I’d known you’d turn out this way!” Wynnie’s anger was irrepressible.

Samuel chose to remain silent but discreetly directed a knife-sharp glare at Tyson.

God knows why you contacted Mom!

wiped the cold sweat from

wouldn’t be staying in the same room as your

couldn’t care less if you were to ruin yourself,” Wynnie huffed

hurried after his wife without a care in the world

was about to speak up when

I need some space to clear my head,” Samuel uttered while shutting his eyes, signaling

his brows

on that Tyson

eyes

disrupted his ruminations. “Why weren’t you

woman, who was also dressed in

hospital was full, though I doubt the veracity of it,”

sea of roiling thoughts. “I’ve

Am I dreaming?

to this if I’d known.” It was Kathleen’s turn to stare at the ceiling. “Your parents

to you?” asked Samuel

a

Samuel dipped his head.

felt like he was

and tapped on the message notifications that

no plans of incurring the wrath of Samuel, hence

put down his phone and collected himself. “Are you

to remain admitted for

Doesn’t this

Samuel’s heart dropped.

their doorstep turned out

gave Samuel

have mistaken your

are you doing here,

said Charles in bewilderment as his eyes darted between Samuel

think. This peculiar situation

eyed Samuel

all this while and had just woken shortly

was unconvinced. “Is

can testify to that. He was truly left in the dark just like

stand the thought of his sister staying with that abominable man. “I’ll arrange for you to switch rooms right this instant. If there still aren’t any available,

around too often due

forehead. “That production team be damned. Their entire team should be dismissed for such

hand and said soothingly, “Forget it. There’s nothing we can do about

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