All Too Late

Diana and Charles both wore dumbfounded expressions on their faces.

Samuel’s almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly as he answered, “Sure.”

Kathleen sat down again and lowered her head without a word.

I must be crazy!

Samuel sat down and placed the documents aside, which invited a glare from Diana.

The old woman rolled her eyes at her grandson, disgruntled.

He’s returned so hurriedly to get these documents, yet he refuses to leave after retrieving them. An excuse! An excuse is what it is!

Meanwhile, disdain was written all over Charles’ face.

This man is pretty cunning, huh? That gloomy look on his face was obviously meant to deceive Kathleen! My sister’s a soft-hearted person. How dare he make use of her kindness. Son of a b*tch!

At the same time, Kathleen was chastising herself as regret crept up her.

Why did I invite him back for a meal? Come to think of it, this is Samuel’s residence, and I’m the guest here. Why am I, a guest, inviting the resident of this residence for lunch? Oh, how awkward!

“Katie, come and have some oranges.” Diana eased the tension in the room by piping up and stuffing a slice of fruit into Kathleen’s slender hands. “This is your favorite, no?”

“Thanks, Grandma,” said Kathleen upon recovering her senses.

Diana was delighted. “Tell me. What have you been up to abroad for the past year?” she asked.

“Okay.” Kathleen naturally began chatting with the older woman.

As the two ladies chattered away happily, Samuel kept his attention on Kathleen’s each and every move. His gaze was filled with an infinite amount of gentleness.

Displeased, Charles asked, “Mr. Macari, fancy having a talk outside?”

D*mn it! How dare he have the audacity to pretend as if he cares about Kathleen? Has he forgotten how the woman he loves harmed Kathleen and my two little nephews who never got the chance to see the world? How disgusting!

Samuel replied indifferently, “Sure.”

The two men headed out.

Upon noticing their movements, Kathleen could not help but feel nervous.

Diana smiled and held Kathleen’s hands. “You have your brother to protect you. Don’t worry. They will be just fine. Let’s continue your story.”

Kathleen bit her lip and returned to her conversation with Diana as Samuel and Charles went outside for a chat.

winter days, warmth seeped out of

outside, Charles let out a sneer. “Mr.

a marriage, one can also call off an engagement.” Samuel’s deep voice which resembled a cello was void of emotions.

my sister!” Charles hissed with a menacing look. “I forbid

Samuel’s tone was chilly. “Is there anything else you’d like to

change her mind and live with you as

Unreasonable person?

darkened. “No, I won’t

knew what Kathleen

left him using

before. Had he not pushed to her

only he knew how

that his temper had changed. He had become more vicious and

that the woman who could suppress the hostility in

no longer

he respects and adores her more than you. Hence, there won’t be any so-called first love or hopeless lies in their relationship!” Charles glared at Samuel furiously and spat, “Most importantly, Kate has me, her brother, to protect her now. I won’t allow you to mistreat

flashed across Samuel’s eyes when he heard

probably have the guts to

helping her search for her long-lost brother since he knew she had a

causing his Adam’s apple to bob up and down. Evidently, he was unaware of

cared about these

he did not ask about

in truth, he

white Maserati

emerged from the car

to be in high spirits, but her mood turned sulky

are you doing here?” She

Samuel fell speechless.

she turned around to look at Charles. In an instant, a smile appeared across her face

meet you, Mrs. Macari.” Charles curled his

Johnson.” Wynnie shook his hand. “That’s a good thing to hear. Kate finally has an elder

lightly and answered, “Thank you,

and replied awkwardly,

was really satisfying,”

nothing. I suppose everyone present would’ve done the same,”

paused and added, “Some gentlemen

another

Macari, Old Mrs. Macari and my sister are in the living room,” Charles stated

will see them inside then.” Wynnie pondered for a while and added, “Mr. Johnson, feel free to punch

speechless after