All Too Late

Chapter 24 Getting Angry

After the charity work had ended, Sophie escorted Kathleen out of the charity home.

“Does your hand still hurt?” Sophie asked.

Kathleen shook her head and replied, “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

Sophie noticed Kathleen’s dejected mood and consoled, “Everyone was like you when they first volunteer here. Even though they might not have encountered situations where the children were having episodes, they felt the same way as you when they heard about the parents.”

Kathleen bit her lips and asked, “What are the chances of recovery for these children?”

“The chances are slim. Even if they’ve recovered, there are still possibilities for them to be triggered again.” Sophie sighed and continued, “As of now, there’s still no definite explanation as to why this happens. There’s no cure for it as well.”

Gloomily, Kathleen said, “Ms. Campbell, I don’t know how to explain my feelings. After seeing those children and their parents, I’m worried that my own child will be like this too. Am I being very selfish? The first thing I thought about is myself after witnessing what happened.”

Sophie patted her shoulder and said, “You silly child. It’s normal to feel this way. When you get pregnant in the future, you just have to make sure that you’re feeling happy at all times. Everything is fine if you give birth safely. Stop overthinking.”

Feeling happy at all times? I want to but I’m suffering.

That was the reason why Kathleen was feeling upset. She was worried that her suffering would affect her child.

With a gentle tone, Sophie said, “You’re a kind-hearted person. God will not mistreat you.”

“Ms. Campbell, I really like this place. Can I continue to volunteer here?” Kathleen asked.

Sophie nodded and replied, “Of course! We will always welcome you.”

“Thank you!” Kathleen was delighted upon hearing that.

Just then, a black Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of her.

Federick got off the car and said, “Kathleen, I’m here to apologize to you.”

Puzzled, Kathleen asked, “Federick, how’s Madeline?”

“My mum’s looking after her. Don’t worry, my mum has experience taking care of Madeline,” he explained.

Feeling relieved, she nodded.

guys can continue chatting. I have something to deal with, so I’ll take

at Kathleen and asked, “May I treat you to a

is waiting for me to dine with them at home,” she

he continued, “I’ll send you

“Okay.” Kathleen nodded.

on the

those books to the

was afraid it would be too troublesome, so she suggested, “Federick, you don’t have to

“Okay, that works too. These books are quite

and got into

the car as well and fastened his seat belt. He

him the address of the Macari

before regaining

as well, so she took one and asked, “Federick, what are

my company. The one you’re looking at is a story I’ve written for Madeline. An illustrator

a good read and said, “This is

a smile, Federick replied,

the story not completed?” Kathleen asked

and couldn’t draw anymore. I couldn’t find another illustrator to replace him,

at

why you’re looking for me?” she

wanted to ask if you’ll be volunteering here next

replied, “Yes, as long as I have

immersed in their own worlds. If there’s a way to pique their interest in interacting

to listen to

your words today. Will it trouble you if I

to be so polite when

nothing in return, so he offered, “That’s good to

can I have this

have it if you like

the book in her arms

they arrived at the

looking at the magnificent mansion,

that