Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

Divorce Anxiety Chapter 371

you?" Kathleen was suspicious. "Think about it,

when she walked." He asked in a frosty, gruffy voice, "Who is it?" She turned to look at him sharply, her eyes devoid of the usual gentleness. "Nicolette Yoeger." It's her? He was stunned. "You still remember her, right?" asked Kathleen emotionlessly. "I thought she could no longer stand?"Samuel was beyond confused. Though she was able to walk with support from the robotic exoskeleton, the thing was too obvious for Kathleen to have missed it. If even Kathleen didn't notice anything, that would mean Nicolette was able to stand without support from any equipment. Are her legs cured? Kathleen chuckled coldly. "Lauren is well- aware of her own specialty, after all." Samuel gazed solemnly at her. "Is Lauren capable of curing her?" "Not entirely, of course. But according to Lauren's way of doing things, I have a rough grasp on what method she used," she uttered indifferently. He frowned and waited for her elaboration. "Lauren excels at using parasitic worms. There is one kind of parasitic worm that has the ability to control people's nerves. I bet Lauren must have done something to Nicolette's legs. That's why Nicolette's gait looked weird today. She hates me, so she'd definitely try to exact her revenge on me." A cold gleam streaked past Kathleen's eyes as she spoke. I'm waiting for her. I might have lost my memory, but I would never forget everything between Nicolette and me. A ferocious glow emerged in Samuel's cold eyes as he swore to himself that he would end Nicolette with his own hands. In the meantime, Yareli was happily shopping for clothes in the mall.Ever since Samuel agreed to marry her, she had been in high spirits. She told Vanessa about the good news, and the latter promised to attend their wedding. Although she hadn't told Samuel about it yet, she planned to doll herself up and go to meet Samuel. After choosing a pretty floral dress, she stepped into the fitting room and was about to try it on when someone knocked on the door. "Who is it? It's occupied," she asked in annoyance. However, the person outside knocked again. She opened the door and yelled impatiently, "What