Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

“Well then, when did your affair with Christopher begin?” Samuel asked coldly.

Kathleen leered at him sideways. “Do you truly want to know? Aren’t you afraid of getting triggered?”

“I am,” Samuel answered. His tone was bone-chilling.

“So don’t ask.” Kathleen paused, hesitating. She then continued, “I take a person’s privacy very seriously. Hence, I have no interest in sharing my private life with outsiders.”

Kathleen’s word echoed in Samuel’s mind. Outsiders?

A shadow gradually enshrouded his eyes. She called me family not long ago, but now I’m an outsider?

“It’s done. You can eat now.” Kathleen turned off the fire at the stove.

She then moved the plate of pasta out to the dining room.

Meanwhile, Samuel tried to stamp out the hostility in his eyes, attempting to regain his composure. “Thank you.”

“All right, enjoy your meal. I’m heading home now.” Kathleen removed her apron and got ready to leave.

Samuel paused for a moment, then asked, “Would you stay and talk for a bit?”

Kathleen gazed at him serenely. “I’m going to bed. The face of a female celebrity is of utmost importance. No botox injections can compare to the benefits of beauty sleep.”

Samuel stared at her in return.

Kathleen had spoken calmly without spite. She was merely stating a fact.

It appeared as if she was undeniably treating Samuel as an average family member.

“Okay, then. Goodnight,” Samuel uttered in disbelief.

Nevertheless, there was nothing he could do about it.

He had no other choice. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to grow closer to Kathleen in his entire lifetime.

When Kathleen approached the doorway, she swiveled around. “Samuel, please revoke my VIP status from the malls.”

Samuel looked at her coldly. “All you need to do is not spend your money there. I’ll stop the subscriptions then.”

“I’ll pay you back next time.” Kathleen desired a clean slate with him.

Samuel glared at her. “Will you be spending Charles’ money?”

“Of course.” Kathleen tipped her head up, then declared proudly, “He’s my brother after all.”

family and your brother, too. So why can’t you spend my money instead?” Samuel was slightly peeved by then. “Or is

Kathleen always had

turned

egg on it. The egg was round and reminded him of Kathleen’s

took a bite of it. Instantaneously, the corner of his thin lips arched up ever so slightly.

to

she stepped into the

expression on his face. “Where did you go? I hadn’t heard from you the entire

and Benjamin,” Kathleen explained. “I even bought

only a meal with them? That’s still no excuse to return so

that Kathleen was trying

grinned. She then confessed, “I met with

here I thought it was him who was

things through with Samuel. From today onward, the two of us are only family members. He is something like a brother to me, and so are you. The two of you are brothers henceforth. Please do

I will never be his brother. It’ll be

point where he no longer wants to be my

Charles was rendered speechless.

promptly made her way

promise to be his family?” Charles

at him. “That’s right.

it can be true. But if it’s Samuel,

him to buy more time. I bet it’s so

with a deal like this, he won’t intervene if we decide to leave one day. Otherwise, once everything is settled, do you honestly believe that he will let us

Charles pursed his lips.

afraid of Samuel, Charles feared that Kathleen would be the one to

She was not a fool. “You should

aback by

marched up the

after her slim figure, then let out a deep, long sigh. Perhaps she’s actually clever but she doesn’t show it. Some things are better left unknown. Elsewise, it would be utterly

Kathleen was having breakfast when Maria brought over an invitation. “Ms. Johnson, this

surprised. The Morris

it, Kathleen began to grin from ear

Johnson. It’s from Felix Morris,” Maria answered. Kathleen immediately placed

is he inviting you over?” Charles

do you understand what I meant? Nothing was happening between Christopher and me, but in the end, the Morris family misread the situation. They’re making a commotion out of nothing.” There was no readable

a heartbeat. “So should we give Christopher a call

over on my own. It’s obvious that he wants to speak with me alone. So what’s the use of calling

on telling them?” Charles was

no desire to lie