Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

Chapter 239

Chapter 239 You Do Not Trust Me

"Pretend?" Samuel narrowed his eyes.

"That's right. That way, Old Mrs. Yoeger won't force her to go on more blind dates, and you can stop worrying about some other man snatching her up. Doesn't that sound great?" Nicholas said in a deep voice.

Samuel pursed his thin lips, not saying anything.

"In other words, you can both use me as your cover." Nicholas explained, "With no men after her, you can take your time to pursue her. Isn't that a good thing?"

Samuel's eyes turned icy. "I think she's the one being the cover for you." Nicholas was taken aback.

"You should go to her about this. It's not my decision to make." Samuel fell silent after that. Nicholas smirked. He knew that this meant Samuel had agreed.

"I'm supposed to have my blind date with her the day after tomorrow. Remember to come." Nicholas patted him on the shoulder. "Don't look so gloomy. The reason I'm back is to help you." "Hah! Help me?" Samuel was in disbelief.

Nicholas shot him a meaningful look. "Just wait and see. I'll show you how fortunate you are to have a friend like me."

With that, he turned around and left.

Samuel furrowed his brows deeply.

It seemed like what Frances had said to him the other day was for real.

Two days later.

Kathleen had no choice but to follow Frances' order to go on a blind date.

This time, the blind date was set at a dinner party.

The guests were mostly young adults with very few older people.

Kathleen had just finished work. She changed into a comfortable set of clothes and came over.

Regardless of her outfit, as a celebrity, she still managed to look good.

Her figure was slim, and her face was beautiful. Anything she wore looked good on her.

With the addition of her having won an award before, everyone present immediately turned their attention to her.

However, she didn't stop there. She went straight to look for Frances and the others, who were having coffee in a private dining room on the second floor.

There were four people present.

Around the table sat Frances, Diana, and two other women who appeared to be Nicholas' birth mother and grandmother.

Melanie, Nicholas' mother, seemed to be rather shy.

Kathleen had heard about her from Frances before.

Apparently, Roger - Nicholas' father-and Melanie had accidentally ended up sleeping together.

After that, Melanie got pregnant. It was only then that she married into the Larson family.

Melanie came from an average family background.

insecure by nature. She

Larson

not look down on her because

did not fancy her, he had never cheated on her in

responsible toward

that a family like that

Old Mrs. Larson,

more Frances looked at her granddaughter, the

don't you think my

Kathleen felt bashful.

Nicholas' grandmother, looked Kathleen up and down. "She's not bad." She has a tiny waist and wide hips. It's a

at Geraldine staring at

slab of meat on

are inside the house,"

Kathleen looked over.

even said anything to each other. Why is Mrs. Larson so rushed? What's going on with the

was off. She smiled gently and said,

grandmothers

can go get him. I've seen him several

shocked. "Is it because

Kathleen nodded. "Yes."

Samuel was

thin lips.

enough." Geraldine might have appeared gentle, but in reality, she was warning

Melanie lowered her head.

go now," chimed in

around

Diana exchanged a

cold stare.

went out of the room to go outside and look

her were a

which one Nicholas was

your right." Samuel's voice suddenly

stared curiously at the man

her in over two

He really missed her.

that he couldn't be

games room on the right. They're playing

and pink, like a

with me!" Kathleen said as she looked

a place to have

innermost

do you know?" Kathleen's

"Because that's

see you are living your life to the

"I haven't been here

let out a light

urge to reach out to grab her hand. "You have something to say to me,

ahead, so Samuel

they reached the innermost room, Kathleen

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