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.

had brushed off the reminder since she wasn’t ovulating and promptly forgotten all

worn a condom the subsequent few times they slept together. Hence, she

seed had been planted in her womb,

I was taking my plan B pills the last time,” explained

then proceeded to retrieve a box of morning-after pills

when Samuel grabbed her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been feeling well lately. Taking these pills might only cause more harm than

meet won’t let me suffer through this, unlike you! All you care about is your own pleasure

Samuel was incensed.

irresponsibly? Still, it is true that Kathleen often has to be on Plan

would you prefer to be as fecund

love me, he would certainly have a

on. No man

so full of yourself that your opinions are skewed. I swear I’ll prove it to you by

are

dare 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 wants, both in bed and in day-to-day life

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

fated then,” replied

my rotten luck. I must have

lust-addled to have pined after him

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

that

she had inexplicably become more prone to losing

be that her mood swings were due to pregnancy

the space between her eyebrows, deflated. “Whatever, I’m

proceeded to flop onto the bed, pull up the covers, and

Samuel grimaced.

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

thanked the heavens for her quick wit in switching the birth

to take them right before

eventually drifted off and succumbed to

glacial gaze was pinned on the bottle

get rid of it. How

good man was defined by his actions in not allowing her to

would use a condom from

turned to

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

exist? No wonder everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The way he looks at Kathleen does not belong to that of an ordinary

sit well with Samuel, and he was compelled to wrap Kathleen in his embrace

me you scum!” Kathleen shrieked as she struggled to escape

dismay at the commotion, but Kathleen