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

slept together. Hence, she did not see the

her womb, and a

weren’t around when I was taking my plan B pills the last time,” explained Kathleen coolly. “I’ll ingest them right now if you

a box

disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been feeling well

this, unlike you! All you care

Samuel was incensed.

irresponsibly? Still, it is true that Kathleen often

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

truly love me, he would certainly have a

on. No man would commit

are skewed. I swear

men are a mere figment

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

dozen. I can’t believe my poor luck

fated

“As if! Curse my rotten luck.

been lust-addled to

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that something was

she had inexplicably become more prone to losing her

it could be that her mood swings were due to

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

proceeded to flop onto the bed, pull

Samuel grimaced.

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

quick wit in switching the birth

proposed to take them

drifted off and succumbed

glacial gaze was pinned on the bottle

it. How am I not a

man was defined by his actions in not

condom from this

lay in bed and turned to his side,

fresh peach and slept as soundly as an

an irresistibly adorable woman to exist? No wonder everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The way he looks at Kathleen

that did not sit well with Samuel, and he was compelled to wrap Kathleen in his embrace to soothe his

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

in dismay at the commotion, but Kathleen was