All Too Late

“Well then, when did your affair with Christopher begin?” Samuel asked coldly.

Kathleen leered at him sideways. “Do you truly want to know? Aren’t you afraid of getting triggered?”

“I am,” Samuel answered. His tone was bone-chilling.

“So don’t ask.” Kathleen paused, hesitating. She then continued, “I take a person’s privacy very seriously. Hence, I have no interest in sharing my private life with outsiders.”

Kathleen’s word echoed in Samuel’s mind. Outsiders?

A shadow gradually enshrouded his eyes. She called me family not long ago, but now I’m an outsider?

“It’s done. You can eat now.” Kathleen turned off the fire at the stove.

She then moved the plate of pasta out to the dining room.

Meanwhile, Samuel tried to stamp out the hostility in his eyes, attempting to regain his composure. “Thank you.”

“All right, enjoy your meal. I’m heading home now.” Kathleen removed her apron and got ready to leave.

Samuel paused for a moment, then asked, “Would you stay and talk for a bit?”

Kathleen gazed at him serenely. “I’m going to bed. The face of a female celebrity is of utmost importance. No botox injections can compare to the benefits of beauty sleep.”

Samuel stared at her in return.

Kathleen had spoken calmly without spite. She was merely stating a fact.

It appeared as if she was undeniably treating Samuel as an average family member.

“Okay, then. Goodnight,” Samuel uttered in disbelief.

Nevertheless, there was nothing he could do about it.

He had no other choice. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to grow closer to Kathleen in his entire lifetime.

When Kathleen approached the doorway, she swiveled around. “Samuel, please revoke my VIP status from the malls.”

Samuel looked at her coldly. “All you need to do is not spend your money there. I’ll stop the subscriptions then.”

“I’ll pay you back next time.” Kathleen desired a clean slate with him.

Samuel glared at her. “Will you be spending Charles’ money?”

“Of course.” Kathleen tipped her head up, then declared proudly, “He’s my brother after all.”

you spend my money instead?” Samuel was slightly peeved by then. “Or is it that you don’t want to be family with me? I don’t

I understand.” Kathleen always had difficulty winning an

then turned around and

his plate, which had a sunny-side-up egg on it. The egg was round and reminded him

the corner of his thin lips arched up ever so slightly. She can never

back to

she stepped into the house, she heard

his face. “Where did

Benjamin,” Kathleen

Charles’ lips twitched. “You had only a meal with them? That’s still no excuse

angry, thinking that Kathleen was trying to mislead

grinned. She then confessed, “I met with

stairs. “And here I thought it was

Samuel. From today onward, the two of us are only family members. He is something like a brother to me, and so are you. The two of you are brothers henceforth. Please do get along

never be his brother. It’ll be asking me to stoop to

the end, if you do somehow enrage him to the point where he no longer wants to be

Charles was rendered speechless.

made her way

really promise to be his family?”

“That’s right.

do believe that it can be true. But if it’s Samuel,

probably just a way for him to buy more time. I bet it’s so that he could get closer to her. Why is she

least, with a deal like this, he won’t intervene if we decide to leave one day. Otherwise, once everything is settled, do you honestly believe

Charles pursed his lips.

afraid of Samuel, Charles feared that Kathleen would be the one to

was not a fool. “You should learn

taken aback by her

marched up the

gazed after her slim figure, then let out a deep, long sigh. Perhaps she’s actually clever but she doesn’t show it. Some things are better

an invitation. “Ms. Johnson, this is an

surprised.

it open. As she scanned through it, Kathleen

Maria answered. Kathleen immediately placed the invitation down.

inviting you

wants to ask about what’s going on between Christopher and me. Now, do you understand what I meant? Nothing was happening between Christopher and me, but in the end, the Morris family misread the situation. They’re making a commotion out

in a heartbeat. “So should we give

my own. It’s obvious that he wants to speak with me alone. So what’s

you plan on telling them?”

no desire