Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

Chapter 430 Do You Not Hate Me

“You…” Samuel’s voice was extremely hoarse. “Did you remember something?”

Kathleen started to loosen the grip on his collar. “Is that important?”

His eyes turned dark. “Of course!”

She snorted, slowly sobering up as the cold wind blew against her face. “Are you scared that my memories will recover, Samuel?”

Samuel did not answer, merely staring at her with his intent gaze.

He’d lying if he said he wasn’t.

“Never mind. I won’t force you anymore,” Kathleen said miserably. “Let’s go home.”

Right after saying that, she turned around.

Suddenly, Samuel hugged her from behind while still holding the umbrella with one hand. “I’ll answer you.”

She knitted her brows. “It’s fine if it’s too much for you.”

She no longer longed to know.

“Let’s get in the car first. It’s a bit inconvenient for me to talk here,” Samuel reminded her that his wrist had not recovered yet.

She lowered her head to look at the right hand on her waist, softly laying her hand on top of it. “Okay.”

When they got into the car, Samuel turned up the air-conditioning, fearing she would get sick.

Kathleen massaged her sore temples.

“How much do you remember?” he asked hoarsely.

“Not much. All of them are memories of you hurting me, though.”

The man swallowed hard. Indeed. When I recall, we don’t have many sweet moments together.

“Don’t you hate me?” he queried darkly.

Kathleen answered helplessly, “What’s the use of doing so?”

Samuel stayed silent.

She slowly added, “Although I regained my memories, I didn’t forget about the present. How do I put it? Well, I think that’s enough punishment for you. After all, I’d also be exhausted if we carried on this way. I simply don’t want things to get messy again.”

He held her hand. “I didn’t hide it from you on purpose.”

has their own secrets that

did not want to bring it

topic. “When I was abducted, a little girl helped me to escape. However, she did not make it while we

Kathleen was stunned. Killed?

always felt indebted to her, but I didn’t even know who she was. When I returned home, I immediately asked my father to save her. However, blood was all we found upon arriving there. We did not see anyone, let alone the little girl’s corpse. I’ve hired people to investigate her all these years, and not long ago, I found out

Perplexed, she asked, “Really?”

she would get into danger again, so she’s been living

lips. “Isn’t that great? You don’t need to be so guilty if

you would

someone

Samuel’s benefactor was

her and mumbled, “Are you

asked in displeasure. “I

his throat.

fact, he seemed to be the complete opposite of her

go home. I have a headache.” She leaned against the

Samuel called the driver standing outside

they got home, the rain

fresh and had a fragrance of

walked into the mansion

to sleep just like

to tuck her

caressed her face, his lips curled into a smile. Perhaps, this

woke up early and briefly

was currently eating breakfast in the

him, she sat down as Maria brought breakfast

she began

is the tech

he answered. “There’s no need to

the clock and realized it was presently nine in the

would arrive just on time

get to

yesterday, her

she took a

her. “Why did you still drink when

and Richard, so I’m just supporting her as her friend,” she answered. “Won’t you accompany your friends when they’re feeling

like this when they’re in a bad mood,” he

at a

heading out of the mansion, they got into

ask, “What exactly happened to Richard?

Samuel shook his head. He was telling the truth, for he was indeed

look. “How could you be so indifferent to