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.”

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

Kathleen always had difficulty winning an argument against

then turned

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 up ever so slightly. She can

back to

into the house,

“Where did you go?

had a meal with Gemma and Benjamin,” Kathleen

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

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

“I met with Samuel

“And here I thought it was him

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

laughed sarcastically, “Haha! I will never be his brother. It’ll be asking me to stoop to

bothered to care about all that. In the end, if you do 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, I won’t let you off so easily,” Kathleen

Charles was rendered speechless.

promptly made her way

be his family?” Charles found

at him. “That’s right.

can be true. But

too cunning. His proposal 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 actually bought

like

Charles pursed his lips.

that Kathleen would be the one to pay

She was not a fool. “You should learn to trust in me

taken aback by her

Kathleen marched up the

a deep, long sigh. Perhaps she’s actually clever but she doesn’t show it. Some things are better

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

surprised. The Morris

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

answered. Kathleen immediately placed the

he inviting you over?”

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

turned awkward in a heartbeat. “So should we give

to go over on my own. It’s obvious that he wants to speak with me alone. So what’s the use of calling Christopher?”

on

had no desire to