All Too Late

Kathleen had reached her limit. “Samuel, let’s live separately.”

Live separately?

Samuel furrowed his brows and said with a cold voice, “Do you think I would agree to that?”

With reddened eyes, she said, “Samuel, it doesn’t matter whether you agree or not. I can no longer live with someone who protects an evildoer! Benjamin nearly died because of Nicolette!”

Samuel’s face turned gloomy.

While holding back her tears, Kathleen said, “Samuel, that person has no reason to slander Nicolette. Neither do I. If anything happened to Benjamin, I would never forgive both of you.”

After she was done packing, she carried her suitcase and said, “If Benjamin really dies, I will be a widow for him. I owe it to him.”

With that said, Kathleen headed out.

Samuel narrowed his eyes, and a vicious glint flashed across them.

She wants to be a widow for another man?

When Kathleen reached the door, Samuel snatched the suitcase away from her hand and tossed it aside.

He raised her slender arms above her head and pressed her wrists against the door with his big hand.

Meanwhile, his other hand pinched her delicate chin. His cold breath fanned her face, and his eyes were so cold that they sent chills down her spine.

Samuel snapped, “You’re my wife, and you want to be a widow for another man? Kathleen, who gave you the courage to do so?”

A wave of pain washed over him.

Kathleen let out a bleak, cold laugh. “So what if I’m your wife? Aren’t I practically a widow anyway?”

Samuel’s eyes turned beyond grim.

“It seems like I haven’t been showing you enough care lately. That’s why you’re starting to have unrealistic thoughts.” He inched closer and said, “Since you’re not adhering to the promise we’ve made, I have no reason to hold back then.”

As he said those words, his big hand reached into Kathleen’s sweater.

“Let go of me!” Kathleen demanded as she struggled to break free.

She knew how rough Samuel could get.

She must do all she could to protect her child.

With no warmth in his eyes, Samuel stared at her and warned, “Kathleen, remember this. You’re my woman. Mine!”

Kathleen was terrified by his icy gaze.

was afraid because she had never seen him like

“No! Don’t! I’ll give you time. I’m not leaving

only saying that to stop

chuckle in his heart. She doesn’t want me to touch her? Is she saving herself for

carried her in his arms and put her down on the

don’t do

overwhelmed

if this causes a

and removed

soft. She had a voluptuous body that Samuel

of the room when he

off his own clothes

well aware of how aggressive

trembled with fear, knowing that she

pouring down her face, Kathleen looked especially pitiful. “Sam… please be gentle.

finally calls me

warmth returned to

“Keep

said, “Sam… Y-You end up hurting me every time. Please… I beg you. Please be gentle

stared at her.

impressive. So… please be more gentle,” she

like a frightened little rabbit, Samuel

tears were extremely effective against

gentle, but he

sprawled on the couch and remained

of tears and exhaustion were evident

blanket and covered her with it

couch and caressed her face with his big, rough

Kathleen only cast him

Samuel would be able to

voice, she asked, “Samuel, does that promise

you want to,

“Give me the divorce agreement. Only then will I be

can’t give it to you,” Samuel

frowned upon hearing

I do if you run away

last time, he would not think that Kathleen had

felt otherwise because Kathleen had proven to

any promises. You may go now. I want to sleep

that, she

at her coldly and

Her mind was muddled.

all. Even if Grandma agrees to the