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 forgotten all about

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

seed had been planted in her womb, and a

my plan B pills the last time,” explained Kathleen coolly. “I’ll

box of morning-after pills from the

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

unlike you! All you care about is your own

Samuel was incensed.

that Kathleen

to be as

man were to truly love me, he would certainly

No man would commit such

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

say that such men are

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

can’t believe my poor luck to have met the only bad egg out there.”

that we’re fated then,” replied

Curse my rotten luck. I must

to have pined after

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

instantly sensed that something

inexplicably

that her mood swings were

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

flop onto the bed, pull up

Samuel grimaced.

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

wit in switching the birth control

to take

eventually drifted off and succumbed

glacial gaze was pinned on the bottle of

rid of it. How am I not a good

in not allowing

condom from this

in bed and turned to his side,

as soft and luscious as fresh peach

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 that did not sit well with Samuel, and he was

go of me you scum!” Kathleen shrieked as

dismay at the commotion, but