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.”

too. So why can’t 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 mind

always had

turned around

a sunny-side-up egg on it. The egg was round and reminded

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

back to

stepped into the house,

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

and Benjamin,” Kathleen explained. “I even

corner of Charles’ lips twitched. “You had only a meal with them?

thinking that Kathleen was trying to mislead him with a

“I

stairs. “And here I

the two of us are only family members. He is something like a brother to me, and so

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

point where he no longer wants to be my family, he’ll come

Charles was rendered speechless.

promptly made

to be his family?” Charles found the

at him. “That’s right. You

can be true. But if it’s

is way too cunning. His proposal to merely be Kathleen’s family is probably just a way for him to buy more time. I bet

then spoke with indifference. “Charles, not even I know what Samuel is planning. But, at least, with a deal like this, he won’t intervene if we decide to leave one day. Otherwise, once everything

Charles pursed his lips.

was not afraid of Samuel, Charles feared that Kathleen would be the

a fool. “You should learn to trust in

taken aback by

marched up

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 would be utterly

brought over an invitation. “Ms. Johnson,

was surprised. The

the invitation, then flipped it open. As she scanned through it, Kathleen began to grin from ear

It’s from Felix Morris,” Maria answered. Kathleen

is he inviting you over?”

me, but in the end, the Morris family misread the situation. They’re making a commotion out of nothing.” There was no readable expression

awkward in a heartbeat. “So should we give

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

on telling

no desire to lie