Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

Chapter 383 Waging War

Samuel did not utter a word as he got out of the car.

While shooting him a side glance, Charles’ decisive tone rang out. “I’ll take your silence as an agreement to this bet. If Kate chooses Ryder, then you’re not allowed to disrupt their relationship like you did with her and Caleb.”

Samuel did not stop walking even after hearing that.

Only he was aware of his agonized, bleeding heart at that moment.

If Kathleen truly fears me, that means I can never be with her again. Ever. From today onward, she’ll be someone else’s girlfriend and wife-to-be. I can no longer be close to her.

Samuel looked as though he was in utter agony.

At the same time, he knew this was all his fault—he deserved this fate.

Will it truly require my death to gain Kathleen’s forgiveness? It’s like we’re back at square one. Things are as miserable as they were back then.

It felt as though he had stumbled into a deep, hell-like pit, where he could not escape.

Meanwhile, Kathleen arrived at the first office building.

It was located in an industrial area outside of the city center.

The building only had three floors, but they were spacious and well lit.

Kathleen was still wearing a black gown with the same colored suit draped across her shoulders.

The real estate agent was enthusiastic as he said, “This place is fairly decent, Ms. Johnson. It’s newly built, and the previous company only occupied it for half a year.”

“It’s a nice environment but a little too far from the city,” Kathleen replied in a placid tone of voice.

“Not at all. It’ll only take forty minutes to travel here by cab.”

A chuckle came from Kathleen, who pointed out, “Do you expect my employees to take a cab here every time? Aren’t you aware of how much it costs?”

Her reply shocked the agent. “Gosh, it’s my first time meeting someone who cares so much about her employees, but there’s a bus service here.”

“A bus service which comes around every thirty minutes.” Kathleen had already done her research before arriving here that day, so she curtly said, “Forget it. Show me the other location instead.”

The agent nodded, but it was then that his phone rang. “Sorry, I have to take this call.”

“Go ahead,” Kathleen replied.

Subsequently, the agent turned around to answer his phone while Kathleen roamed around for a bit.

She found the environment satisfactory, if not for the inconvenient transportation issues.

was clean, which she

Click! Clack! Click! Clack!

a series of heeled footsteps came from behind

soon turned around and realized it was

Kathleen was

from Dorothy as she demanded, “I want my

Dorothy. He’s not biologically related to the Hoover family. It’s merely a coincidence

“How did

when you guys discussed it.” Kathleen indifferently added, “Therefore, why would I hand him

I’m his legal

be revoked since you’ve abandoned him once.”

muscle in Dorothy’s body tensed up when she heard

“Perhaps you should

she rushed up to grab Kathleen’s wrist, and that sparked

features twisted into a scowl as

the same

no time in raising her

Smack!

of her face had gotten slapped before

told you to! Why don’t you ask Theodore about my life during the past five years in Axeworth

nose

so, Kathleen continued

said I could beat up one person daily. Although, the undeniable fact is that I’ve never been bullied, much less beaten up. Who does Dorothy think

Zion over to me, you’ll be waging war with the Hoover family!” Dorothy threatened, “Let me tell

they have a bone to pick with me, have them send someone who actually has the power to make decisions in their family to see me. I don’t ever want to

sheer rage before

but eventually frowned when she noticed something

isn’t the agent

then walked out

seemed like the real estate agent had ditched

in the agent’s

that he had left, all she could do was

she needed to go further out to actually find a

the space between her

Ugh. How unlucky!

speechless, a black Maybach pulled up in front

plate was one

long before the door opened, and Samuel’s husky voice sounded. “Hop in.

not wish to put herself in a difficult situation, especially

be sore by the

she got into the