Divorce Anxiety

Kathleen was having a fitful sleep when she was awoken by a bitingly cold presence.

Her gaze landed on Samuel, who was standing by her bed.

She was overcome with nerves and disbelief that he had actually returned.

Samuel regarded the squeamish Kathleen in an icily condescending manner. “You’re pregnant?”

“No. Who told you that? Do you deny the lab test results?” Kathleen bit back as she worried her bottom lip.

“Then what is it that you’re looking at?” retorted Samuel as he pointed at the tablet.

Kathleen pursed her lips. “I had promised to help Gemma out tomorrow by volunteering at a charity home advocating for autistic children. Do you find fault in me doing some background research beforehand?”

That managed to convince Samuel.

“What time will you be leaving tomorrow?” asked Samuel dispassionately.

“I plan to reach by ten o’clock.”

Kathleen secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

That was a close call. Her pregnancy was almost revealed.

“Are you certain you’re not pregnant?” Samuel reiterated.

“Of course. When have I skipped my birth control pills?” deadpanned Kathleen.

“That trip to the hot springs two months prior.” Samuel could still recall it vividly.

Well, that was true indeed.

Kathleen had decided to head to the hot springs on a whim while Samuel had been there on a job inspection. Neither she nor Samuel had an inkling that either party would be present, yet both had met out of sheer coincidence.

It had only taken Samuel one look at Kathleen, enticingly flushed and bundled up in a bathrobe, for him to ravish her completely in his room.

In the heat of the moment, Samuel had forgotten to bring along his condoms.

He rarely used them, as a matter of fact, and relied on Kathleen’s regular intake of morning-after pills.

After their night together, he had urged Kathleen to take her pills on time and hastily left for work.

Kathleen was so wrung out after the night’s exertions that she failed to act on it immediately.

She had brushed off the reminder since she wasn’t ovulating and promptly forgotten all about it.

few times they slept together. Hence,

planted in her womb, and a new life took

when I was taking my plan B pills the last time,” explained Kathleen coolly.

retrieve a box

lips when Samuel grabbed her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been feeling well

me suffer through this, unlike you! All you care

Samuel was incensed.

I truly act irresponsibly? Still, it is true that

measures, would you prefer to

to truly love me, he would

No man would commit

yourself that your opinions are skewed. I swear I’ll prove it

me, Kathleen, when I say that such men are a mere figment

she compare me with her imagined good man. What is so bad about me anyway? Kathleen is given ample money to spend. Besides, her needs and wants, both in bed and in day-to-day life are well taken care of. What

are a dime a dozen. I can’t believe my poor

fated then,”

self-mockingly, “As if! Curse my rotten luck. I must have been

must have been lust-addled to have pined

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that something was

seemed that she had inexplicably

on her research, however, it could be that her mood swings were due to pregnancy hormonal

space between her eyebrows, deflated. “Whatever,

flop onto the bed, pull up the covers, and fell

Samuel grimaced.

off like nobody’s business. She would not have dared to do

her quick wit in switching the birth control

proposed to take them right before

off and succumbed

on the bottle

it.

by his actions in not allowing her

a condom from

and turned to his side, taking

soft and luscious as fresh peach and slept as soundly

No wonder everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The way he

well with Samuel, and he was compelled to wrap Kathleen in

of me you scum!” Kathleen shrieked as she struggled to escape from

frowned in dismay at the commotion, but