All Too Late

Chapter 30

A coward? Me?

Rage crept onto Kathleen’s pretty face as anger simmered within her. “You’re the coward! Divorce me if you have the guts to!”

“No, I won’t.” Samuel was unsympathetically persistent. “You will not make mention of the subject ever again.”

“So you’re still not agreeing with the divorce, right?” Kathleen picked up his phone before handing it to him. “Call Nicolette and tell her you’re not getting a divorce, assuming that you even have the guts to do so.”

An ominous look fleeted across Samuel’s gaze.

“You don’t have the guts to make the call.” Kathleen put his phone down with an aggrieved expression on her fair face. “The only reason you insist on not divorcing me is that you’re trying to force me to donate my bone marrow! I will never do that! Now that Grandma knows about this, I will have her be the judge. With her stepping in, you will have to divorce me!”

With that, Kathleen left the room.

This is infuriating! Why is this man constantly going back and forth? Why is it so hard for me to get a divorce?

Meanwhile, Samuel stared at the phone she discarded on the bed with a chilly look on his face.

She sure is getting bolder by the day, but I just don’t feel like divorcing her.

Now that the other members of the family had agreed on the divorce, he was no longer in a hurry, so he decided to maintain the stalemate.

Kathleen strolled around in the courtyard, for she didn’t want to be in the same room with Samuel.

It felt suffocating to her.

Wynnie arrived home by noon.

Because she and Calvin shared a great relationship, the two of them were constantly seen together, which was something Kathleen admired.

Moreover, Calvin was a great husband indeed. He would bring Wynnie anything she liked whenever he returned from a business trip.

Sometimes, he would create romantic scenarios to help preserve their love.

Despite having a great father like Calvin to set an example, Samuel picked up nothing from him.

from and offered to Wynnie before offering another slice to

slice of cake to her.

was

have to thank me,” said

keep a slim figure. By doing

It’s not good for your health. Keeping a

Wynnie shrugged in defeat.

parent. I’m so lucky to have in-laws

the

going to work now?” Calvin tracked Wynnie

you,” Wynnie complained. “There are a lot of tasks

earlier,” suggested Calvin, unwilling to part with her. “I’ll cook your

the president of

be the more dominant one when we’re

care of your son. He has done something to cross me,” Wynnie

to beat the crap out of

Wynnie was in

stood up. “Hold

around.

to her to hold her arms before

sudden, Kathleen felt like she had

Wynnie chided, flustered

smiled. “She’s our daughter,

before

on Kathleen while smiling kindly. “Is the cake

Kathleen nodded.

that you like it. Tell me if you ever feel like having it again.” Calvin sat down, which made

was mild-mannered most of the time, he exuded a mysterious and domineering aura that

that he rarely showed that side of him to his

she couldn’t help but be reminded of the distance between them whenever she saw photos of Calvin in magazines, in which he

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