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

give you time. I’m not leaving

of view, she was only saying

doesn’t want me to touch her? Is she saving

and put her down on the

don’t do this!”

was overwhelmed with

if this

her and

porcelain white and soft. She had

the room

that, he took off his own

of how aggressive Samuel could

she would not

looked especially pitiful. “Sam… please be gentle. It

finally calls me

warmth returned to Samuel’s

“Keep

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

at her. “Every

please be more gentle,” she

frightened little rabbit, Samuel

were extremely

more gentle, but he was still driving

weakly sprawled on the

exhaustion were evident on her tiny, delicate

covered her with it

caressed her face with his big, rough hand. “I’ll

she was really exhausted, Kathleen only cast him a

believe that Samuel would

asked, “Samuel, does

“If you want to, I’ll continue to adhere

said, “Give me the divorce agreement. Only then will I

can’t give it to you,” Samuel said

frowned upon

he continued, “What should I do

not think that Kathleen

because Kathleen had proven to be quite

to keep any promises. You may go

saying that, she closed her

coldly and said,

Her mind was muddled.

no way for me to take control at all. Even if Grandma agrees to the divorce, I’m still stuck in this