All Too Late

Chapter 372 Treat You Horribly 

Kathleen returned to her room and sat on the bed. She arrived an hour ago and discussed the matter with Frances. Luckily, the old woman listened to anything she said. She decided to let Frances move in with her, as there was no way she was letting the old woman be trapped in a dangerous situation. 

Moreover, Yoeger Group would soon be divided. The Yoegers could deal with their assets however they wanted, but Kathleen was adamant about helping Frances regain everything that was rightfully hers.I will not let them have Granny's assets! Hector's actions alone proved that the Yoegers never valued Frances' contributions to the family. 

All Kathleen wanted was for Frances to live her sunset years in peace. As for her children, she didn't have to worry, as she could ask Samuel to stay and look after them for one night. She lay in bed and received a text from Samuel that read: How's it going on your side? Kathleen replied: Everything's going well.

Are the kids asleep? He responded: Yeah, they're asleep. She texted: Good. He replied: You should rest early, too. She typed: Okay. Justas she put her phone down and prepared to sleep, Samuel sent her another text message: I've turned down the marriage with Yareli. 

She texted back: I was wrong. I shouldn't have forced you. You're right; marriage isn't child's play. It's not a tool that can be used. 

He replied: It's good that you understand. Kathleen frowned in confusion. What does he mean? He sent another text message: You treated marriage as a joke five years ago. So why did you marry Caleb when you didn't love him? 

She replied sheepishly: I've lost my memory. I can't give you an answer even if I want to. 

He texted back: I like how memory loss is your excuse for everything. She pursed her lips. He's kind of humorous sometimes. Moments later, he texted: Go to sleep. 

She rolled her eyes and replied: I was about to sleep. You were the one talking to me! A smile spread across his face as he could almost sense her irritation through the words on the screen. He was able to picture her angry expression as he texted: Did I complain when you summoned me back to look after the kids?

She furrowed her brows and replied: I won't need you anymore after I return tomorrow. He responded: Wow. Is this an act of discarding me after you're done using me? Kathleen was speechless. Why does he make it sound like it's my fault? 

Hence, she texted: Fine. I won't ask you for help in the future anymore, okay? She wouldn't have asked him for help if Charles wasn't busy.

 Samuel's thin lips curled into a smile as he texted back: Can't you tell I'm joking? I just don't want our relationship to be too awkward. 

down and went to sleep,

wearing a gloomy expression, he responded: Good night.

would never return to the way it

only six o'clock in

knocking on the door, she entered and saw Frances still asleep. She walked over, intending to leave after taking a look. That was when she caught sight of a

 “Granny!” she exclaimed as she placed her finger beneath Frances' nose to

she shrieked frantically. One of

“What's wrong?” 

the car ready!

carry out Kathleen's order. Kathleen held Frances in her arms and bawled in despair. Why did this happen? Why did Granny end her own life? Soon after, the maid returned and informed Kathleen, “Ms.

pocket as the maid walked over and helped her carry Frances into the car.She sped all the way to the hospital, but

on the chair in a state of complete shock. Samuel was the first to

baby. He hugged her tight and allowed her to vent her emotions. Charles came next, and then there was Wynnie and

handle the sorrow of losing her friend. The way Kathleen was weeping in misery broke everyone's

 Wynnie walked over. “I've asked someone to send

right.” Samuel nodded and looked down at Kathleen, who

you back first,

hands clutching the man's collar. She sobbed piteously, her eyes and nose red from all the

right then.” He then shook his head at Charles, indicating they should allow her to stay. When Frances was pushed out of the operating room, her head was covered with a white sheet. Kathleen approached, wanting to

her to take one last look at her grandmother. As she lifted the white sheet and looked at the old woman's

 “Granny... It's all my fault. I should've let you know that I'm

 Everything was fine just one day ago. She couldn't fathom why something like this happened. As she sobbed, Samuel

in time. The doctor shouted,