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.

off the reminder since she

they slept together. Hence, she did not see the

seed had been planted in her womb, and

I was taking my plan B pills the last time,” explained Kathleen coolly. “I’ll ingest them right

proceeded to retrieve a box

“Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been feeling well lately. Taking these pills

the future men I meet won’t let me suffer through this, unlike you!

Samuel was incensed.

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

contraceptive measures, would you prefer to be as fecund as a sow?” countered

were to truly love me, he would certainly

No man would commit such

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

are a mere figment of

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 are well taken care

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

fated then,”

Curse my rotten luck. I must have

to have pined

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that

inexplicably become

could be that her mood

between her eyebrows, deflated. “Whatever,

flop onto the bed, pull up the covers, and fell

Samuel grimaced.

off like nobody’s business. She would not have dared to do

heavens for her quick wit in

proposed to take them right before

drifted off and

glacial gaze was pinned on the bottle of

rid of it. How am I not

man was defined by his actions in not

use a condom from this

to his side, taking in

was as soft and luscious as fresh peach and

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

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

shrieked as

in dismay at the