All Too Late
Chapter 119
Listening to Christopher’s words, Kathleen felt touched.
However, she thought she was being too arrogant.
She just couldn’t feel the same way as he did.
She tried to, but her heart didn’t listen to her.
Of course, she could tell that Christopher was indeed a good man.
Perhaps it was because he was too good for Kathleen, so she didn’t want to treat him that way. It was too cruel to Christopher.
Christopher patted her head. “Kate, don’t think too much. I’m not trying to force you. I’m just worried you’ll misunderstand my relationship with Astrid. There’s nothing going on between us, I promise. Even though we had an engagement in the past, we have only met a few times. Moreover, we canceled the engagement long ago.”
Kathleen looked at him with overwhelmed emotions. “Chris, thank you for making me feel safe.”
Christopher smiled. “Then sleep well with this sense of security.”
“Okay.” Kathleen nodded and shut her eyes.
Christopher stared at her sleeping face. His lips curled up as his hand was still holding Kathleen’s. She didn’t push him away.
Maybe Kathleen has some sort of feelings for me. It’s just because she has been hurt in a relationship before, so she has become extra careful about love. That’s why she’s rejecting me again and again. It’s okay. I can wait. I’ll wait until the day she completely lets go of the past.
Outside the door, Samuel heard the conversation between them in the room, and his gaze darkened. He left while carrying the things in his hand.
John looked at him, bewildered. “Mr. Macari?” he called tentatively.
“Give this to Kathleen.” After Samuel passed the things in his hand to John, he turned and walked away.
John gazed at the things in his hand and slightly frowned.
Samuel drove alone and headed to the seaside.
When he reached, he got off the car. He was smoking a cigarette as the chilly sea breeze blew at him.
He told himself to stay calm and rational.
Christopher’s confession was nothing since Kathleen didn’t accept it.
Nonetheless, Samuel knew that Kathleen’s heart had wavered.
Christopher was better than Samuel in many aspects.
When there was a misunderstanding, Christopher would explain it to Kathleen to give her a sense of security.
At that, Samuel had lost to him.
that he had to force every chance to
of Kathleen’s world
Cough! Cough!
cough, and Tyson quickly came
“Mr. Macari!” shouted Tyson.
over Samuel. “Mr. Macari, please stop torturing yourself like this.
Samuel replied
to pursue Mrs. Macari’s heart. However, if your body is worn out, Christopher will win without a
sad for me? Years later, will she remember me?” Samuel asked in a
die,” answered Tyson, feeling bitter in
knew Samuel was heartbroken and regretted
could be changed
that Kathleen and Samuel could be
Perhaps she would feel pleased and satisfied,” said Samuel, his voice croaked. He continued, “Tyson, I like her so much.
he could finish, Samuel collapsed into
“Mr. Macari!” Tyson panicked.
What should I do?
midnight, when Kathleen woke up, Christopher had
still
bed, she changed her clothes, wore her hat and mask, and left
go to the hospital but didn’t wish
a cab and
arrived, she walked
then, Tyson, who had just sent Samuel to
was stunned when he
Johnson? It’s really you!” Tyson called as he walked toward
slightly red due to her
wrong?”
so I thought I should come to a
have to wait here. I’ll bring you to the doctor. This way,”
Kathleen hesitated.
the wrong way just
for your help,” she
the past, it was Tyson who helped
his
led Kathleen to the
28 or 29 years old,
name is Richard Zimmer,”
to meet you, Dr.
body temperature now is 39 degrees Celsius. You
it that
Are you feeling dizzy because of the fever?”
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