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.”

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

right, I understand.” Kathleen always had difficulty winning an argument

then turned

egg on it.

picked up his fork and took a bite of it. Instantaneously, the corner of his thin lips arched up ever so slightly. She can never escape from

walked back to

stepped into the house, she

gloomy expression on his face. “Where did

Benjamin,” Kathleen explained. “I

“You had only a meal with them? That’s still no

that Kathleen was trying

She then confessed, “I met with Samuel as

nearly fell down the stairs. “And here I thought it was him who was pestering

today onward, the two of us are only family members. He is

“Haha! I will never be his brother.

I can’t be bothered to care about all that. In the end, if you do somehow enrage him to the point where he no longer wants to be my family, he’ll come pestering me once again. When that happens, I won’t let you

Charles was rendered speechless.

promptly made her way

you really promise to be his family?” Charles found

“That’s right. You don’t believe it’s

it can be true. But if it’s Samuel, I don’t believe it

probably just a way for him to buy more time. I bet it’s so

deal like this, he

Charles pursed his lips.

not afraid of Samuel, Charles feared that Kathleen would be the one to pay for it if Samuel

was not a fool. “You should learn to trust

was taken aback

Kathleen marched up

sigh. Perhaps she’s actually clever but she doesn’t show it. Some things are better left

when Maria brought over an invitation. “Ms. Johnson, this is an invitation

surprised.

invitation, then flipped it open. As she scanned through it,

Felix Morris,” Maria answered. Kathleen immediately placed the invitation down.

inviting

between Christopher and me. Now, do you understand what I meant? Nothing was happening between Christopher and me, but in the end,

awkward in a heartbeat. “So should we give Christopher

own. It’s obvious that he wants to speak with me alone. So what’s the use of calling Christopher?” Kathleen

what do you plan on telling them?” Charles

no desire