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.”

my money instead?” Samuel was slightly peeved by then. “Or is it that you don’t

had difficulty

turned around

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

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

back to the

the house,

a gloomy expression on his face. “Where did you go? I hadn’t heard from you the

Gemma and Benjamin,” Kathleen explained. “I even bought

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

thinking that Kathleen was trying to mislead

She then confessed, “I

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

with 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

“Haha! I will never be his brother. It’ll be asking

all that. In the end, if you do somehow enrage him to the point where he

Charles was rendered speechless.

made her way

be his family?” Charles found the

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

it can be true. But if it’s Samuel, I don’t believe it at all.” Charles

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?

with a deal like this, he won’t intervene

Charles pursed his lips.

Kathleen would be the one to pay for it if Samuel did end up plaguing

a fool. “You should learn to trust in me

taken aback by

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 left unknown. Elsewise, it

breakfast when Maria brought over an invitation.

was surprised. The Morris

she scanned through it, Kathleen began to grin from ear to ear. “This is from

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

he inviting

but in the end, the Morris family misread the situation. They’re making a

a heartbeat. “So should we give Christopher a call

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

on telling them?”

had no desire