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

me you think I’m taking advantage of you?” she asked awkwardly. “This is not the first time I’ve seen your body

dark eyes gleamed. “I’m being reserved. Do you

was at a loss for

clothes and added nonchalantly, “Thank you for

brought you some

nodded. “I’ll eat it later. I don’t have the energy to do that

to look intently at

being reserved, Mr. Macari? I think

as he was, regarded her with a sensual gaze and uttered in a husky voice, “It’s not impossible if you wish to see my

Kathleen was rendered speechless.

lightened up at the sight of the young lady’s resigned and embarrassed

going now.” She stood up and was about to leave when

was indeed weak when he grabbed

delicate face when she turned her head around. “What do you

haven’t eaten anything in a day,”

pursed her red lips. “Why didn’t you

man

sat back down. “Tyson isn’t bad-looking either. The two of you standing together is quite

afraid I do not share

oatmeal into a bowl

a spoon, scooped some oatmeal, and fed

placid gaze did not reveal any emotions as she

mouth and

not expect Kathleen to

he had once returned home after having too much to drink, causing his stomach to feel

back then, even blowing on the food to cool it before feeding him

had taken her

did Samuel realize he was truly

make this?” he

do that.” Kathleen spooned

food was bland

he ate an entire bowl

meal was finished, Kathleen cleaned up and stretched out her

blueprint of Flobury isn’t here with me. I’ll send it to you tomorrow after I’m discharged

want the blueprint. I want

knowing what she was planning

hand on his wrist

such a skill, so he was a little astonished to see

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