All Too Late

Kathleen pursed her lips quietly.

Yvette was fuming. “We didn’t scold her. All we did was say a few words of truth.”

Coldly, Samuel remarked, “What truth could possibly come out of the mouths of dogs like you?”

Yvette was rendered speechless while Sandra froze.

“Mr. Macari, we know that she’s the third person who took Nicolette’s spot.” Yvette reminded, “Isn’t Nicolette your true love?”

Samuel’s eyes were glazed with a layer of frost. “Who do you think you are to have the audacity to say that you know who my true love is? It seems to me that the two of you are courting death.”

Yvette was stunned. Is Nicolette not Samuel’s true love? What does he mean?

Kathleen stared at the two sisters icily.

“Sam, do you really not remember this woman anymore?” inquired Kathleen as she lifted a finger to point at Sandra.

“Nope.” Samuel added disgustedly, “Why would I remember a random woman? I’m your man; can’t you be a little jealous?”

Sandra and Yvette were thunderstruck.

D-Did Samuel just say all that? How could he say such things?

“You don’t like them anyway, so why should I be jealous?” Kathleen found his question to be very confusing.

Samuel was displeased by her words.

“Do you really not have any impression of her?” asked Kathleen once more.

“No. Isn’t it annoying to ask this again and again? I only have eyes for you,” clarified Samuel, who was afraid of answering wrongly.

However, to be fair, he did indeed forget who Sandra was.

Kathleen turned to look at Sandra, whose face was pale as a sheet, and said flatly, “You spent so much effort back then, but he doesn’t even remember your name in the end. What a pity.”

At that, Sandra’s face became even paler.

“Kathleen, don’t cross the line,” fumed Yvette.

“I crossed the line?” Kathleen mocked, “It was you who insulted me first, saying that I’m a homewrecker b*tch. There’re surveillance cameras here; should we check the footage?”

Yvette felt guilty.

that you should hold your sister back. Since you did not heed

“Kathleen, don’t you

homewrecker who monopolizes the fact that she’s an

slap her sister there

remember Wynnie throwing you a birthday party at home

a frosty expression. “Yes. I was drunk

went on, “This woman snuck into your room and wanted to take off

drained from Sandra’s

knitted his brows.

Otherwise, the person whom you

up,” commanded Samuel

in shock. “My sister

In fact, I have footage of what happened.

Yvette was stupefied.

initially over long ago, but you brought this upon her.” Kathleen’s tone was gentle yet freezing cold. “It’s too bad that she has a sister like you who

shook her

before the latter

was so livid that

if the Sullivan family found out

by

you time and time again, and you’ve told her repeatedly as well, but she insists on making me angry. Does she hold a grudge against you? Or is

black as thunder as she eyed Yvette, who felt wronged as she

Sandra harrumphed. “Shut it!”

unhappily lowered

said, “It’s my

or did you merely decide to use her as your weapon?” retorted Kathleen expressionlessly. “If you had restrained her

Sandra bit her lip.

I’ve never been one to be

just that I love Samuel

no choice

that, she dragged Yvette

store returned to its usual peaceful

Kathleen, who casually asked,

you surprised at how I

Samuel in a low voice. “I just

dainty girl, yet she’s so feisty when it comes to teaching people a lesson. This is a side of her that I’ve never seen before. I knew that

your time

not resist the urge to pinch her face. “So, you did it to protect me