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

tell 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 have a

at a loss for

his clothes and added nonchalantly, “Thank

you

eat it later. I don’t have the energy

sideways to look intently at her. “Unless you

Mr. Macari? I think

uttered in a husky voice, “It’s not impossible if you wish to see

Kathleen was rendered speechless.

the sight of the young lady’s

now.” She stood up and was

Samuel was indeed weak when he grabbed her, unlike his usual

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

really hungry; I haven’t eaten anything

didn’t you

man to feed another guy?” Samuel

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

afraid I do not share

woman poured the oatmeal into a bowl and placed

picked up a spoon, scooped some oatmeal, and fed the

reveal any emotions

his mouth and tasted

did not expect Kathleen to really

after having too much to drink,

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

taken her kind

that moment, only did Samuel realize he was truly a blessed

you make

do that.” Kathleen spooned another

thought the food was bland and

an entire bowl

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

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

blueprint. I

knowing what she

on his wrist to check

never knew that she possessed such a skill, so

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