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

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

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

was at a loss for

added nonchalantly, “Thank you for

brought you some

“I’ll eat it later. I don’t have the

to look intently at her. “Unless you feed

feed you? Aren’t you being reserved, Mr. Macari? I think it’s best I keep a safe distance from

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

Kathleen was rendered speechless.

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

and was about to leave when he suddenly grasped

indeed weak when he grabbed her, unlike his

she turned her head around. “What do

haven’t eaten anything in a day,” he

pursed her red lips. “Why didn’t you ask Tyson to

man to

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

afraid I do not share

bowl and

she picked up a spoon, scooped some oatmeal, and

reveal any emotions as she stared at

opened his mouth and tasted

expect Kathleen to really

too much to drink, causing

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

taken her kind

only did Samuel realize he was

you make this?”

that.” Kathleen spooned another mouthful

the food was bland

an entire bowl because he

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

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

want the blueprint. I want

Samuel raised his arm without knowing what she was

his wrist

a skill, so he was

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