Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

Chapter 485

Chapter 485 I Cannot Help You

Kathleen did not have to look back to know who that was.

She slowly turned around. “Old Mrs. Hoover asked me to check on him.”

“What can a five-year-old do?” Lauren snorted.

Kathleen said nothing.

“What’s wrong with your voice?” Lauren approached her. “You don’t sound right.”

“I fell ill. Sore throat.” Kathleen took two steps back. “Don’t come closer. You might get infected.”

“Let me see!” Lauren reached a hand out and squeezed Kathleen’s neck.

Kathleen frowned. “Ouch!”

Lauren let go. “Indeed, it’s sore.”

“I’m not lying,” Kathleen stated.

“Hmph!” Lauren said coldly. “Do you want me to prescribe some medicine for you?”

“No need. I’ve taken some,” Kathleen answered.

Lauren went on, “Allow me to remind you. Don’t be too nice to that kid. He’s going to die sooner or later.

With that said, she turned around and left.

A murderous intent flashed across Kathleen’s eyes.

You want to kill my son? Not if I kill you first!

She whipped around and opened the door.

Inside the room, Eilam looked at her warily.

He had overheard the conversation between Kathleen and Lauren.

However, he knew that Fiona always took good care of him.

Kathleen secretly heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that Eilam was in one piece.

“Are you hungry?” she couldn’t help but ask.

Briefly stunned, Eilam shook his head.

Kathleen spotted some traces of blood on his clothes.

removed the tracker,

tightly. “If you are,

Eilam slowly nodded.

pursed her lips. “Don’t worry. Everything’s going to

said,

Eilam frowned deeply.

acting really strange

around her before she headed to the room on the opposite end

Luna’s beloved grandson,

but Luna had harmed

took a deep breath and pushed the

a boy around

face was rather pale,

and placed a hand on the

had been unconscious

worried that she

frowned a bit when she checked his

This kid… He’s…

the blue,

He’s awake?

a moment. “I’m here to check on

grabbed her hand. “Ms. Fiona, can you please tell Grandma to stop the treatment? I feel so miserable. That lady’s weird. I don’t want her

her brows as she tried to

might wake

Logan wanted to cry.

of what she did. That means

weird. She injected me

tell

just wants me to stay alive. Just breathing. She doesn’t care if I’m no more than a walking corpse,” Logan said, crying. “She just didn’t want the Hoover family to fall into someone else’s

stared at the teenager who was probably not much older

people in this household,” Logan

Kathleen furrowed her

responded. “She’s an awesome doctor. She’s also my cousin. I

know

about her.” Logan released the hand that had been tugging on her. “But I know that she won’t save me.

darkened. “What if she really can’t save

have been injected with so many needles that they resemble

complicated expression. She didn’t know

I haven’t spent a day outside in my entire life. You know that,”

“I

had no idea

Luna’s grandson. There was nothing

stared at her. “Y-You’re not Ms.

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