All Too Late

Diana went to rest after having her meal.

Kathleen stayed inside the pet house, hugging Snowy in silence.

Samuel entered and stood by the door. “How about you take care of it for a few days since you like the dog so much?”

Kathleen shook her head and pressed her face against Snowy’s furry body.

“I don’t have the time. A dog requires companionship. My brother and I are both busy.”

Samuel walked forward and crouched down beside her.

He reached out to pat Snowy’s head. “You saved this dog in the past.”

Kathleen turned around. “Samuel.”

“Hmm?” Samuel gazed at her solemnly.

“You weren’t just joking earlier at the dining table, right? You weren’t just making baseless analysis, am I right?” she asked softly.

Samuel wore an impassive expression. “I do have some evidence.”

“Would you have done it if it was you?” Kathleen asked with all seriousness.

“That depends on how intense the love is.” Samuel regarded her with a pensive gaze. “One can accept everything as long as they love deeply. If they are merely controlled by their superficial possessiveness, naturally, they will not allow anything to happen.”

Kathleen pursed her lips. “But what does it mean to love deeply?”

A troubled expression spread across her face.

Snowy suddenly lay on the floor and showed its stomach.

Kathleen proceeded to caress the dog’s stomach.

Samuel said, “Perhaps it was the way you thought of me.”

Kathleen momentarily froze and looked at him in surprise.

“What else could have motivated you to treat me in that manner in the past if it wasn’t because you loved me deeply?” His eyes bore into her.

Kathleen pursed her lips. “But you did not seem to like it.”

Then, she continued stroking Snowy’s belly.

“I do like it.” Samuel’s voice sounded hoarse. “It was my fault for not realizing that earlier.”

Kathleen sighed. “One-sided affection will only cause annoyance to others, just like how I

kept quiet and stared

embrace her, but Samuel knew he

shouldn’t be too pessimistic since this matter has yet to be thoroughly investigated, right? Perhaps this is all just a misunderstanding. Old Mr. Yoeger donated

Samuel remained silent.

grasped his collar with both hands and uttered anxiously, “Answer me. Am I

gazed at her delicate and adorable yet worried face while replying in a

down her cheeks, and

terrible liar.”

out a handkerchief to help wipe the tears off her

Kathleen wiped her tears with the handkerchief. “Tell me, how much do you know? You told me you would never

Kate, all I can say is that I know men better than you. I may not have met with Old Mr. Yoeger, but based on my investigation and judgment, I reckon he’s most probably behind

her red

about this. Who could have stolen the child and not be discovered under so many

lips without

hypothesis because his statement

to this incident. Why do you think Old Mrs. Yoeger split up

could do was to ensure that child lived.” Samuel

understand her point

the

humiliations but determined to deliver

Regrettably, she failed.

cause the death of her child and even nearly lost her life because of

knew Kathleen must have been

pulled her into

did not

I’m very sorry!

and gently patted him on his back. “It’s okay. That’s a matter in the past now,

on to the past.

anguished,

Kathleen, fearing he might soil her if he coughed

handkerchief in her hand to

used the handkerchief

and saw that there was

the residue of the toxin. I

would never leave

“Okay.” Samuel nodded.

hand to touch his lips. There were black

Samuel froze.