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.”

your family and your brother, too. So why can’t you spend my money instead?” Samuel was slightly peeved by then. “Or is it that you don’t want

always had

then turned around

on it. The egg was round and reminded

up his fork and took a bite of it. Instantaneously, the corner of his thin lips arched

walked back to the

into the house, she

did you

Benjamin,”

twitched. “You had only a meal with them?

secretly angry, thinking that Kathleen was trying to mislead

then confessed, “I met with

down the stairs. “And here I thought it was him

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

his brother. It’ll be

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 off so

Charles was rendered speechless.

made

really promise to be his family?” Charles found

him. “That’s right. You don’t believe it’s

else, then I do believe that it can be true. But if it’s

to merely be Kathleen’s family is 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 so foolish, though? She

like this, he won’t intervene if we decide to

Charles pursed his lips.

be the one to pay for it if Samuel did end

sighed. She was not a fool. “You

taken aback by

Kathleen marched up

slim figure, then let out a deep, long sigh. Perhaps she’s actually clever but she doesn’t show it. Some

having breakfast when Maria brought over an invitation. “Ms. Johnson, this is an invitation from the Morris

was surprised.

through it, Kathleen began to grin

Morris,” Maria answered. Kathleen immediately placed the invitation down. “It’s Christopher’s

inviting you over?” Charles

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

awkward in a heartbeat. “So should we give Christopher a call

he wants to speak with me alone. So what’s

you plan on telling

had no desire to