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

and said, “No! Don’t! I’ll give you time. I’m not leaving anymore.

of view, she was only saying that to stop him from touching

doesn’t want me to touch her? Is

his arms and put her down on the

don’t do this!”

overwhelmed

if this causes

and removed

and soft. She had a voluptuous body that Samuel

the temperature of the room

that, he took off his own

was well aware of

fear, knowing that she

face, Kathleen looked

calls me

hint of warmth returned to Samuel’s handsome yet darkened

teased, “Keep calling

trembling voice, she said, “Sam… Y-You end up hurting me

at her. “Every

too impressive. So… please be more

she looked like a frightened little

tears were extremely effective against

he was

sprawled on the

tears and exhaustion were evident on her tiny,

covered her with it before

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

exhausted, Kathleen only cast

not believe that Samuel would be able to give

slightly hoarse voice, she asked, “Samuel,

you

her hand and said, “Give me the

give it to

frowned upon

should I do if you run away after

last time, he would not think that

otherwise because Kathleen had proven to

no need to keep any promises. You may go

that, she closed

looked at her coldly and

Her mind was muddled.

at all. Even if Grandma agrees to