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 wasn’t ovulating and promptly

worn a condom the subsequent few times they slept together. Hence, she did not

been planted in her womb, and a new

pills the last time,” explained Kathleen coolly. “I’ll ingest them right

then proceeded to retrieve a box of morning-after pills from

reached Kathleen’s lips 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

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

Samuel was incensed.

Still, it is true that Kathleen often has to be

to be as fecund as a sow?”

to truly love me,

on. No man

swear I’ll prove it to you by finding a good

me, Kathleen, when I say that such men are a mere figment of your

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

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

that we’re fated

rotten luck. I must have

to

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

that something

inexplicably become more prone to losing her

research, however, it could be that her mood

pinched the space between her eyebrows, deflated.

onto the bed, pull up the covers,

Samuel grimaced.

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

heavens for her quick wit in switching

to take them right before Samuel

drifted off

was pinned on the bottle

get rid of it. How am I not a good

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

would use a condom from

in bed and turned to his side, taking

fresh peach and slept as soundly as an endearing

such an irresistibly adorable woman to exist? No wonder everyone seems drawn to

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

shrieked as she struggled

the commotion, but Kathleen was merely