All Too Late

Chapter 163

Kathleen sat down to have her meal.

Charles stared at her. “Are you planning to visit Samuel?”

“Mm.” She nodded.

He did not know what to say anymore, nor did Kathleen wish to explain.

After finishing her dinner, she collected the prepared oatmeal and drove to the hospital.

Kathleen gently knocked on the door upon arriving at the ward’s entrance, but there was no sound inside the room.

She lightly pushed the door open, entered the room, and saw the table lamp lit inside the ward.

When she walked over, she noticed Samuel sleeping soundly on the bed, his complexion pallid and lips slightly chapped.

He wore a blue and white striped hospital gown, which was unbuttoned from the collar to his chest, revealing his muscular torso.

The man appeared to be experiencing slightly labored breathing. His forehead, neck, and chest were covered in a thin layer of sweat.

Kathleen came to an abrupt halt.

“Water.” His voice sounded hoarse.

She immediately poured him a glass of water. “Here’s your water, Samuel.”

Samuel gradually opened his eyes and regarded her with bleary eyes. “Katie?”

“Here, drink this.” She helped him sit up on the bed.

He sat up, received the glass of water from her, and gulped the content.

Kathleen placed a pillow behind his back so that he would feel more comfortable leaning against the headboard.

Then, she took the glass and put it on the bedside table. “I saw Tyson on my way back. He told me you have a fever.”

Samuel looked up. His hazy eyes instantaneously became focused. “I told him not to say anything.”

“Why is your body so frail?” She frowned.

The man paused and subconsciously pulled his hospital gown closer.

Kathleen was perplexed.

is that supposed

is not the first time I’ve seen your body anyway.

gleamed. “I’m being reserved. Do you have a problem with

at a loss for

clothes and added nonchalantly, “Thank

you

“I’ll eat it later. I don’t have the

turned his head sideways to look intently at her. “Unless you feed

should I feed you? Aren’t you being reserved, Mr. Macari? I think it’s best I keep

not impossible if you wish to see my body. I’ll allow you to do it if you feed

Kathleen was rendered speechless.

of

stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly

he grabbed

filled her fair and delicate face when she turned

anything in a

pursed her red lips. “Why didn’t

a man to

“Tyson isn’t bad-looking either. The two of

I do not share that

the oatmeal into a bowl and placed it in front of

scooped some

did not reveal

opened his mouth and

expect Kathleen

after having too much to drink,

cooked oatmeal for him back then, even blowing on the food to cool

had taken her kind

realize he was truly

you make this?”

busy to do that.” Kathleen spooned

the food was bland

an entire bowl because he

finished, Kathleen cleaned up and stretched out her hand in his

I’ll send it to you tomorrow after I’m

blueprint.

knowing what she was planning on

his wrist to check his

a skill, so he was a little astonished to

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