Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

Chapter 309

 

Chapter 309 I Miss Mommy

 

“Do you think she’d be able to live until the age of eighteen, then?” questioned the old man.

 

“I can’t guarantee that. After all, she’s barely five years old now. There would be a lot of unexpected issues in the future.”

He chuckled. “Then, we should just do our best and leave the rest to fate. Samuel paid us enough money anyway.”

“Got it.” Gizem nodded, well aware that her master was someone who valued profit.

 

“Remember, do not have any unnecessary thoughts about Samuel. We’re only trying to earn money from him,” he reminded.

“I understand,” she answered.

“All right. I’ll let you go back to whatever you were doing.” The old man smiled and hung up.

 

Gizem put the phone down.

 

She recalled Desi. For some unknown reason, the girl gave her a familiar and amicable feeling.

Meanwhile, Samuel carried Desi into the car and went home.

On their way home, she tasted one of the meatballs and narrowed her black grape-like eyes in pleasure.

“Wow! This tastes amazing! It tastes like Mommy’s cooking!” she exclaimed.

A hint of distress flashed past Samuel’s eyes when he heard what his daughter said.

 

Desi lacked motherly love ever since she was young, and Samuel knew it was all his fault.

Had he known Kathleen was pregnant back then, he wouldn’t have done what he did.

“Daddy, try some,” Desi said excitedly.

“You can have it. If you like it so much, I’ll tell Dr. Zabinski to make you some next time,” replied Samuel.

“Daddy, she’s a doctor, not a maid.” The girl was speechless at her father’s words.

Daddy is too bossy!

“Anything for you, my baby girl.” He looked at her affectionately.

Desi beamed. “But I don’t want Ms. Zabinski to hate me.”

Samuel merely ruffled his daughter’s hair wordlessly.

He sent the girl to the Macari residence.

Usually, when he went to the office, he would leave the two kids at the Macari residence under his grandmother’s care.

the two children and would fulfill their

brother, Eil

by nature and seldom

only a docile sweetheart when her big brother

she would transform into a domineering and bossy little

the car with the lunchbox

asked curiously,

me. I want Eil to have a taste too. It tastes like Mommy’s

Diana remained silent, Samuel approached and said, “I found Desi a new

her? Is she reliable?” questioned

Richard introduced her to

“That’s good.” Diana nodded.

to work now.” Samuel turned to

and slender back

had two kids as his pillar

he would

hopped her way upstairs, wiggling her tiny

Eil, who had charming facial features that

was just as calm and collected as Samuel’s

to

the hospital or the restaurant?”

a fork and ordered, “Stop asking. Open your

his mouth obediently, compliant

his sister had poor health, so he would do

meatball into

it and knitted his brows

like Mommy’s cooking, doesn’t it?” asked

just a meatball that tastes slightly better than average.” Eil was not

as she insisted, “It clearly tastes like

before. How can you be sure?” The

Mommy’s cooking!” The little girl was determined as she pouted, looking like she was about

could only agree with her just to cheer her

miss Mommy.” Desi put the lunchbox down

panicked. “Desi, it’s okay. Don’t

I miss Mommy.”

didn’t know what to

but he also knew it was impossible that

them their mother had passed away

“Desi, be a good girl and stop crying. Mommy will be watching over us in heaven.

little girl continued weeping. “But

investigate the person

almost immediately. “So you think

The boy fell silent.

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