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.

brushed off the reminder since she wasn’t ovulating and promptly forgotten all

subsequent few times they slept together. Hence, she did not see

her womb, and a new

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

a box of morning-after

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

won’t let me suffer through this, unlike

Samuel was incensed.

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

would you prefer to be as fecund

to truly love me, he would

No man would commit such

are skewed. I swear I’ll prove it to you by finding a

are a mere figment

me anyway? Kathleen is given ample money to spend. Besides, her needs and wants, both in

believe my

that we’re fated then,” replied Samuel

uttered self-mockingly, “As if! Curse my rotten luck. I must have been utterly

lust-addled to have pined

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that something was

inexplicably become more prone to

it could be that her mood swings were due to

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

then proceeded to flop onto the bed, pull

Samuel grimaced.

nobody’s business. She

heavens for her quick wit in

proposed to take them right before Samuel

off

pinned on the bottle of

an eyesore. Best get rid of it. How am I not

actions in not allowing her

would use a condom from

showering, Samuel lay in bed and turned to his side,

luscious as fresh peach and slept as soundly as

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

mere thought of that did not sit well with Samuel, and he was compelled to wrap Kathleen

scum!” Kathleen shrieked as she struggled to

dismay at the commotion, but