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.”

peeved by then. “Or is it that you don’t want

had difficulty winning an argument

turned around and

it. The egg was round and reminded him of Kathleen’s adorable

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

walked back to the Johnson

the house,

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

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

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

was trying to mislead

then confessed, “I met with

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

members. He is something like a brother to me, and so are you. The two of

brother. It’ll be asking me to

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,

Charles was rendered speechless.

made

promise to be his family?” Charles found the entire

right.

someone else, then I do believe that it can be true. But if it’s Samuel, I don’t

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,

But, at least, with a deal like this, he won’t intervene if we decide to leave one day.

Charles pursed his lips.

Kathleen would be the

a fool. “You

aback by

Kathleen marched up the

out a deep, long sigh. Perhaps she’s actually clever but

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

surprised. The

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

Maria answered. Kathleen immediately placed the invitation down. “It’s

inviting you over?” Charles

meant? Nothing was happening between Christopher and me, but in the end, the Morris family misread the

a heartbeat. “So should we give Christopher a call

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

what do you plan on telling them?” Charles

truth.” Kathleen had no desire