All Too Late

“I like your cooking, but you won’t cook for me,” replied Samuel in a crisp and clear voice. His aura seemed ever so regal.

Kathleen’s red lips clamped shut. She refused to talk.

Samuel ate quietly.

The truth was that he was satisfied with being able to sit there and share a meal with her peacefully. He didn’t dare to even dream of more.

Still, his heart ached because he had to force her to eat with him.

He knew that Kathleen never wanted to stay and that she didn’t even want to see him.

Kathleen put her cutlery down after taking a few bites. After that, she sipped water while waiting for Samuel to finish his meal.

Samuel, on the other hand, ate extremely slowly. It was as if he was deliberately torturing her.

As Kathleen sipped her water, she had a frosty look.

“There is something wrong with my stomach,” explained Samuel. “It’ll hurt if I don’t eat slowly.”

Kathleen heartlessly pointed out, “That has nothing to do with me.”

A hint of sorrow flashed past his eyes. “I know. I just wanted to talk to you.”

Kathleen put her glass down and stopped being mean.

Samuel knew that was just how she was.

She couldn’t be mean even though she hated him with every fiber of her being.

Samuel’s dark eyes shone with suppressed desires and intelligence. “A year ago, I stumbled upon some information about how Vanessa has been searching for a woman.”

Kathleen raised her brow and stared at him.

“That woman is connected to Vanessa in some way, but that is not the important bit,” continued Samuel before he paused a while. “The interesting bit is that Vanessa didn’t send Ivan to capture that woman. Instead, she wanted him to kill her.”

Kathleen turned her attention to him. “What proof do you have to back up your words?”

Samuel had a skin-deep grin on when he turned to her.

She gripped her glass, and her fingers turned pale from that. “You have some conditions, don’t you?” she added upon seeing that smile.

“Yes,” replied Samuel, nodding.

think that just yesterday, you promised you won’t make things

true, but

evidence unless I agree to your terms,” protested Kathleen. She was a little upset, and her beautiful eyes were

chuckled, his smile mysterious and

to her and

Kathleen was taken aback.

with a smile. “With this, you can prove that Ivan committed the crime.

her lip. “What do

refused to accept his

a magnetic voice. “You

in astonishment. That’s

and he grinned. “If you find that to be troublesome, then feel free to

he had stopped her, she would only end up hating

Samuel knew all too

her lip once more. “Do you

answered Samuel. The lust in

clamped her lips shut as if she had figured out what that

want to be in your debt. However, I will

fine. You can stop cooking if you wish to leave, but if you ever return, please cook for me again, okay?” He grinned.

gave her had

would not want to be in his

with everything he gave me. He doesn’t

cook for you if I am free.”

you,” said Samuel

stood up and left with the

glass of warm water. A small

Good thing she has Charles as

a sharp turn at that moment. No, that’s not right. I should be the one to protect her. I won’t let her get hurt so

soon as that thought ran past his mind, he picked up his phone

them chase Kylie away,” ordered Samuel mercilessly. “Also, Christopher’s grandfather set up an arranged marriage for Christopher when the latter was a baby. Look into the matter and find some way to get his betrothed

was taken aback to

is getting a little

and just

He put

on his victim. I guess Mrs. Macari

folder with her and

look and deal with it however you see fit. I have to go

saying all that, she

on,” called out Charles. “Where