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

few times they slept together. Hence, she

a seed had been planted in her womb, and a new

around when I was taking my plan B pills the last time,” explained Kathleen coolly.

retrieve a box

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

this, unlike you! All you care about is your own pleasure regardless

Samuel was incensed.

irresponsibly? Still, it is true that Kathleen often has

to be as fecund as a sow?” countered

a man were to truly love me,

No man

I swear I’ll prove it

such men are a mere figment

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 are well taken care of. What more

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

fated then,”

Curse my rotten luck. I must have been utterly

lust-addled to have pined after him

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

that something

inexplicably become more prone to

her research, however, it could be that her mood swings were

her eyebrows, deflated. “Whatever, I’m going

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

Samuel grimaced.

gall of her to instigate my anger then promptly snooze off like nobody’s business. She would

the heavens for her quick wit in

take them

eventually drifted off

glacial gaze was pinned on the bottle

an eyesore. Best get rid of it. How am I

man was defined by his actions in not allowing her to consume birth-control pills, then so be

would use a condom from this

turned to his side,

as soft and luscious as fresh peach and slept as soundly

wonder everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The way he looks at Kathleen does not belong

Samuel, and he was compelled to wrap Kathleen in his embrace to soothe his

of me you scum!” Kathleen shrieked as

in dismay at the commotion, but Kathleen was