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.

“I warned you just now that you should hold your sister back. Since you did not heed my

“Kathleen, don’t you

fuel to the flames. “She’s just a homewrecker who monopolizes the fact that she’s an orphan to garner sympathy and

could slap her sister there

asked, “Sam, do you remember Wynnie throwing you a birthday party at home when you were twenty,

a frosty expression. “Yes. I was drunk that

Kathleen glanced at Sandra and went on, “This woman snuck into your room and wanted to take off

drained from

brows. “What

I who stopped her. Otherwise, the person whom you would be married to right now would be her.” With a sigh, she continued, “I really

commanded Samuel

shock. “My sister would

even knelt in front of me that time. In fact, I have footage of what happened. Do you want to

Yvette was stupefied.

her.” Kathleen’s tone was gentle yet freezing cold.

impossible!” Yvette shook her head

slapped her before the latter could even

was so livid

Sullivan

dumbfounded by her

reminded 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

was black as thunder as she eyed Yvette, who felt wronged as she cried, “Sandra,

Sandra harrumphed. “Shut it!”

lowered her

“It’s my fault for not educating my sister

not educate her properly or did you merely decide to use her as your weapon?” retorted Kathleen expressionlessly. “If you had

Sandra bit her lip.

been one to be

that I love Samuel too

had no choice

she dragged

store returned to its

asked,

surprised at how I

just thought that I

lesson. This is a side of her that I’ve never seen before. I knew

your time then,”

to pinch her face. “So,