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 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 to be family with me? I don’t mind

I understand.” Kathleen always had difficulty winning an argument against

turned

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

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

to the

moment she stepped into the house,

face. “Where did you go? I hadn’t heard from

a meal with Gemma and Benjamin,”

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

secretly angry, thinking that Kathleen was trying to mislead him with

She then confessed, “I met

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

members. He is something like

his brother.

point where he no longer wants to be my family, he’ll come pestering me once again. When that happens, I won’t let

Charles was rendered speechless.

promptly made

really promise to be his family?” Charles found the entire notion

“That’s right.

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

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

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 is settled, do you honestly

Charles pursed his lips.

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

sighed. She was not a fool. “You should learn

taken aback

marched

figure, then let out a deep, long sigh. Perhaps she’s actually clever

when Maria brought over an

surprised. The Morris

she scanned through it, Kathleen

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

he inviting you over?”

Christopher and me, but in the end, the Morris family misread the situation. They’re

awkward in a heartbeat. “So should we

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

you plan on telling them?”

truth.” Kathleen had no desire