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.

that supposed to

you?” she asked awkwardly. “This is not the first time I’ve seen your body

gleamed. “I’m being reserved. Do you have

a loss for

buttoned his clothes and added nonchalantly, “Thank you for visiting

you

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

to look intently

I feed you? Aren’t you being reserved, Mr. Macari?

a husky voice, “It’s not impossible if you

Kathleen was rendered speechless.

sight of the young lady’s

was about to leave when

noticed Samuel was indeed weak when he grabbed her, unlike his usual energetic and vigorous

she turned her head around. “What do

eaten anything in a day,” he said

lips. “Why didn’t you ask

you think it’s weird for a man to feed another guy?” Samuel

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

I do not

a bowl and

a spoon, scooped some oatmeal,

not reveal

opened his mouth and tasted the

Kathleen to really feed

too much to drink, causing

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

he had taken her kind

realize he was truly

make this?”

to do that.” Kathleen spooned another

thought the food was

entire bowl because he

cleaned up and stretched out

me. I’ll send it to you tomorrow after I’m discharged from

blueprint.

arm without knowing what she was

hand on his wrist to check his

that she possessed such a skill, so he was

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