All Too Late

Chapter 21 Why Is He Not Good Enough

Kathleen was having a fitful sleep when she was awoken by a bitingly cold presence.

Her gaze landed on Samuel, who was standing by her bed.

She was overcome with nerves and disbelief that he had actually returned.

Samuel regarded the squeamish Kathleen in an icily condescending manner. “You’re pregnant?”

“No. Who told you that? Do you deny the lab test results?” Kathleen bit back as she worried her bottom lip.

“Then what is it that you’re looking at?” retorted Samuel as he pointed at the tablet.

Kathleen pursed her lips. “I had promised to help Gemma out tomorrow by volunteering at a charity home advocating for autistic children. Do you find fault in me doing some background research beforehand?”

That managed to convince Samuel.

“What time will you be leaving tomorrow?” asked Samuel dispassionately.

“I plan to reach by ten o’clock.”

Kathleen secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

That was a close call. Her pregnancy was almost revealed.

“Are you certain you’re not pregnant?” Samuel reiterated.

“Of course. When have I skipped my birth control pills?” deadpanned Kathleen.

“That trip to the hot springs two months prior.” Samuel could still recall it vividly.

Well, that was true indeed.

Kathleen had decided to head to the hot springs on a whim while Samuel had been there on a job inspection. Neither she nor Samuel had an inkling that either party would be present, yet both had met out of sheer coincidence.

It had only taken Samuel one look at Kathleen, enticingly flushed and bundled up in a bathrobe, for him to ravish her completely in his room.

In the heat of the moment, Samuel had forgotten to bring along his condoms.

He rarely used them, as a matter of fact, and relied on Kathleen’s regular intake of morning-after pills.

After their night together, he had urged Kathleen to take her pills on time and hastily left for work.

Kathleen was so wrung out after the night’s exertions that she failed to act on it immediately.

since she wasn’t ovulating and promptly forgotten all

subsequent few times they slept together. Hence, she did not see the need in

a seed had been planted in her womb, and

last time,”

proceeded to retrieve a box of morning-after pills from

her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t

through this, unlike you! All

Samuel was incensed.

is true that Kathleen often has to

prefer to be as fecund as a sow?” countered

a man were to truly love me, he would certainly have

No man

full of yourself that your opinions are skewed. I swear I’ll

such men are a mere figment of your wishful imagination,”

she compare me with her imagined good man. What is so bad about me anyway? Kathleen is given ample money to spend. Besides, her needs and

are a dime a dozen. I can’t believe my poor luck to have met the only bad egg out there.”

fated then,” replied

rotten luck. I must

lust-addled to have

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

that something was

had inexplicably become more prone to

could be that her mood swings were

between her eyebrows, deflated.

bed, pull up the covers, and

Samuel grimaced.

anger then promptly snooze off like nobody’s business. She would not have dared to do so in the past. When did she become

thanked the heavens for her quick wit in

proposed to take

drifted off

was pinned on the bottle of

of it. How am I

not allowing her

would use a condom

lay in bed and turned to his side, taking in the view of

and luscious as fresh peach and slept as soundly as an endearing

possible for such an irresistibly adorable woman to exist? No wonder everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The

thought of that did not sit well with Samuel, and he was compelled to wrap Kathleen

go of me you scum!” Kathleen shrieked as she struggled to

in dismay at the commotion,