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.

days, warmth seeped

out a sneer. “Mr. Macari, I’m sure you’re aware my sister is

engagement.” Samuel’s deep voice which resembled a cello was void

is— get away from my sister!” Charles hissed with a menacing look. “I

tone was chilly. “Is there anything else you’d

not help snickering upon hearing his response. “Surely you aren’t thinking that she will change her mind and live with you as long as you insist on keeping her by your side like an unreasonable person?

Unreasonable person?

eyes darkened. “No, I

what Kathleen

not have left him

before. Had he not pushed

knew how hard the year had been without Kathleen’s presence

year, everyone told him that his temper had changed. He

who could suppress the

no longer

That man is a thousand times better than you as 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

Samuel’s eyes

uttered coldly, “Christopher won’t probably have

for her long-lost brother since he knew she had a brother who was separated from her at a young age. What about you?

to bob up and down. Evidently, he was

cared about these

not ask about them

know Kathleen well, in truth, he was completely ignorant about her

that moment, a white Maserati drove into

from the car

be in high spirits, but her mood turned

you doing

Samuel fell speechless.

at Charles. In an instant, a smile appeared across her face

curled his lips. “I’m Kate’s

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

answered, “Thank

a look and replied awkwardly,

kick at the wedding was really

suppose everyone present would’ve done the same,”

not be the case.” Charles paused and

took another

are in the living room,” Charles stated

see them inside then.” Wynnie pondered for a while and added, “Mr. Johnson, feel free to punch someone in the face. I will help you with the lawsuit if a certain someone dares to

speechless after