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

times they slept together. Hence, she did not see the need

in her womb, and a new life

last time,” explained Kathleen coolly. “I’ll ingest them right now if you still doubt

then proceeded to retrieve a box

Kathleen’s lips when Samuel grabbed her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been feeling well

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

Samuel was incensed.

act irresponsibly? Still, it is true that

contraceptive measures, would you prefer to be as fecund as a

truly love me, he

man would commit

so full of yourself that your opinions are skewed. I swear I’ll prove it to you by finding a good man for

me, Kathleen, when I say that such men are a

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 are well taken care of. What more is there to

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

means that we’re fated then,”

my rotten luck. I must have been utterly

must have been lust-addled to have pined after him for ten

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that something was

she had inexplicably become more prone to

could be that her mood swings were due to

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

then proceeded to flop onto the bed,

Samuel grimaced.

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

quick wit in

take them right before

drifted off and succumbed to

glacial gaze was pinned on

it.

was defined by his actions in not allowing

use a condom from this day

Samuel lay in bed and turned to his side,

as soft and luscious as fresh peach and slept as soundly

seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The way he looks at Kathleen does not belong to that of an

and he was compelled to wrap Kathleen in his embrace to

shrieked as

at the commotion, but Kathleen