Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

Chapter 276 

Kathleen furrowed her brows. “How did he get better after that?” 

“I’m not sure.” Nicolette shook her head. “Anyway, after Samuel harmed himself, he didn’t appear in the castle for three months. When he finally reappeared, he had reverted to his normal self.” 

Kathleen’s frown deepened. 

Asking her seems pointless. 

Nicolette noticed Kathleen intention to leave. 

“Wait. I also overheard the conversation between Samuel and Tyson. However, you have to promise to release me from this water cell. I’m begging you.” Nicolette pleaded desperately. “I have thalassophobia. I’m terrified of having to soak in seawater.” 

Thalassophobia? I have heard such a term before. 

“Spit it out then.” Kathleen’s tone was cold and detached. 

“I heard Tyson say that once Samuel’s other personality emerged, he wouldn’t sleep. Otherwise, his original personality would revert.” 

So that was it? It indeed matches the majority of people who have this disorder. 

Kathleen started walking away 

“Wait, save me, Kathleen!” Nicolette rasped out a plea. 

Nonetheless, Kathleen pretended not to hear her. 

“You liar!” Anger welled up within Nicolette 

Everyone is a har! 

When noon came. Samuel came down from the second floor 

He could smell the aroma of food that was drifting from the kitchen 

When he entered the kitchen, he saw Kathleen in a pink apron, and how she even had her hair tied up in a high ponytail. The woman had immersed herself in cooking 

The sight of the harmonious and heartwarming scene malted Samuel’s heart 

Nevertheless, he immediately suppressed the writhing of his heart. 

Kathleen whired around upon hearing the commotion. “I was just about to call for you. It’s time to eat.” 

Samuel crossed his arms. What do you mean by that, Mg. Johnson7″ 

“It’s nothing. I just didn’t want you to get hungry.” Kathleen smiled in a way that looked nothing like a smile. “Can you help to prepare two plates of pasta?” 

Samuel stared at her. 

“Hurry up.” Kathleen urged. “We should split the housework equally. If I prepare the dishes, then you should do the dishes 

out a cold snort before setting up

of pasta

and a bowl of soup on the table, all

dish looked absolutely

his

his first time trying

Kathleen brought out the

a bottle of red wine from the cabinet beside her.

thought you would possess such good quality wine. Kathleen placed the alcohol before Samuel “How about a drink?”

‘Are you sure?”

over a

smile resembled a blooming flower.

through Samuel’s eyes as he gazed

opening the wine bottle, Kathleen filled Samuel’s wine glass to the brim

content of this

also well

way he wouldn’t get drunk after downing this

poured herself a

However, he didn’t

the wine

for him from Kathleen’s hand but also took her wine glass

drank Kathleen’s portion

aback

down the wine glasses, Samuel narrowed his eyes and chuckled coldly. “Ms. Johnson, it seems like

words stunned

takes over their alcohol tolerance will

He saw through my

not knowing what Samuel might

for Sarnuel, he picked up his fork and helped

said in a monotonous

her thighs. What do I have to do for

me?” 

you multiple times, Ms. Johnson, Samuel reminded. “He doesn’t belong to you. Also, it was you who didn’t want

gave you the right to

the truth?” Samuel sniggered. “If not for his stupidity which made him believe in

you would also assume the first person you saw upon waking up was your savior. Moreover, it was Nicolette who

him?” Samuel’s tone was loaded with sarcasm,

“I’m just stating

she poured herself a glass of wine

said placidly. “You can’t

brows

apathetically, “You just can’t

ego-to care for me.” Kathleen pushed his hand away “Didn’t you

her

had a terribly low alcohol tolerance.

her delicate face soon flushed red

wanted to continue