All Too Late

Christopher couldn’t stop frowning.

Why did Astrid come back right now? I heard she worked as a war correspondent for a few years.

Christopher typed out a reply: I’ll do my best to be a good friend to her.

Osvald: It’s up to you. I just want you to keep an eye on her. That’s it.

Christopher let out a cold snort.

Is he saying that I’m overthinking?

Christopher went to watch the live stream and happened to see Kathleen bringing Astrid to their rooms.

“This is your room. Nancy and I are living on this floor, so if you need any help, just let us know.” Kathleen was both gentle and thoughtful.

Astrid chuckled. “All right. This is my first time on a variety show, so I’m completely baffled. Please let me know if I do anything wrong!”

“This is my first time, too.” A smile nudged Kathleen’s lips. “We can learn together.”

“Sure,” Astrid replied cheerfully. “I worked as a war correspondent overseas previously. A year ago, a grenade splinter cut across my forehead, and I nearly lost my life. I was traumatized and ended up coming home.”

Kathleen nodded in acknowledgment.

She actually didn’t want to ask personal questions, for she knew how to respect someone else’s privacy.

Now that Astrid chose to reveal everything herself, Kathleen had to play along. “You did great.”

“If I don’t do it, someone else will,” Astrid responded. “It might be dangerous, but I think it’s a meaningful job. Compared to normal jobs, I think mine is far more significant.”

“Every job has its own significance,” Kathleen told her.

Astrid met her gaze thoughtfully. “You’re right.”

“Let’s head down to join everyone downstairs.” Kathleen smiled.

Astrid nodded and reached out to take Kathleen’s hand. “Oh, your hand is soft, unlike mine. I didn’t get to take care of my hands previously, so they are pretty rough.”

Kathleen’s lips curved. “You can start now. Your hands will be like mine soon.”

Whatever you

of them headed down the

hearing Astrid’s words. Was it

feel the same way, too! She seemed to be mocking Kathleen!

words. She was just lamenting how hard her life used to be. I

She revealed her identity

anything wrong with Astrid’s remarks. She wasn’t lying. Her job was really

Kathleen’s right. Every job has its own

even said her hands

netizens began arguing

comments as his

shooting went on

some special guests would be coming for dinner that night and they should pay

team didn’t mention how special

at that piece of

asked deliberately, “Kathleen, who do

her head. “I don’t

know who

replied, “Why would I know when

her a sidelong

dinner alone tonight?” Nancy asked

for

otherwise, but I’m a great cook. I have the potential to be a good wife and

have the potential to be a good wife and

alone. You and Kathleen should work together,” Steve

a great cook. I shall take the opportunity to learn from her!” Astrid agreed readily. “Kathleen,

prepare our own signature dishes for dinner,” Kathleen suggested nonchalantly. “What do you

a pause, Astrid

with a grin. “I promise I’ll

Astrid pursed her lips.

What an inconspicuous retort.

look at Astrid

around and went to

Astrid went after her.

wide kitchen. I just realized