Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

Chapter 405

Divorce Anxiety Chapter 405

Chapter 405 If I Could Turn Back Time The second Kathleen stepped out of the ward, her phone chimed.

She fished out the phone and glanced at the screen,only to find a virtual phone number. Tch! Trying to play games with me, huh? She instantly hit the answer key and put the phone near her ear.

"Your daughter is with me, Kathleen.

Come to the old campus where you attended high school if you want to see her alive.

You should know where that is." A machine-like voice sounded over the phone.

The other party ended the call abruptly rightafter finishing the sentence. At this, Kathleen descended into a moment of deep thought as silence ensued. Prior to that, the old campus of her previous high school had been emptied out. That place had already been put on the waiting list to be demolished and then rebuilt. How interesting for her to set our meeting there, of all places. Immediately, Kathleen made her way downstairs and drove off in her car. It was already the dead of night. The security guard at the front gate was seen crashing out as he sprawled on his desk. Tiptoeing toward the small door beside the front gate, Kathleen gently pushed it open and strode inside. Without deliberation, she made a beeline for the school building. Right then, her phone rang once more. She picked up the call right away and questioned, "Where are you?” "Why don't you make a guess?" An icy voice was heard on the other end of the line. Her eyebrows knitted to a knot of displeasure at that.

Scanning the vicinity, she marched toward the fourth floor of the building. Once she reached the fourth floor, she walked to a wasted classroom.

That very classroom was the one she hadbeen to during her final year. There Desiree was, lying on the floor right in the center of the classroom.

Her body was strapped with bombs. No one else could be found inside but her.

Kathleen rushed overto her daughter's side and carried the latter in her arms. "Desi," called out Kathleen softly.

"Mommy's here." Sadly, Desiree remained unconscious and unresponsive. Touching her daughter's body, Kathleen reckoned that Desiree must've been drugged with sedatives.

As she held Desiree in her arms,she tried to remove the bombs that had encircled her daughter's body. Alas, the bombs began to emit a series of beeping sounds. Kathleen was scared out of her wits and dared not continue her reckless act. At that juncture, the ringtone played from her phone. Tapping the answer button, she was all ready to listen to what the other party had to say. "Even if you've found your daughter, Kathleen, I doubt you could come up with an idea to rescue her!" That voice reeked of naught but coldness and sarcasm.

into smithereens!

theother end of the line ceased instantly on that note. Letting out a snort, Kathleen continued,

you that afraid of meseeing you?" Only silence came from the phone.

moment with your inactivity," added

realized that you're not

the role of someone else—Yareli!" The rhythm

went on, "It has already come

better show yourself!" A loud peal of thunder came from Nicolette's

But you're too little, too

get to

detonator is

will send you

Don't fret, though.

Kathleen sensed that they were in peril of dying,

getting rid of me? Ha! You can never

onlymade

all shattered to shreds. That security guard who had been sitting at the guardhouse was also jolted to his senses. Pieces of glass were already scattered all over his body. At that point in time, Samuel finally arrived at the scene, only to catch sight of the roaring sea of flames engulfing the whole building. A parade of passersby surrounded the area in a matter of seconds, but no one was in the

go in there,

Kathleen and Desi were really goners, what would become of

a mouthful of blood all of a sudden. Tyson recoiled in fright upon seeing that, screaming his lungs out, "Help! Send

was no strength left in

on the fire as he was being taken away by his men. Kate! Desi! Oh,

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