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, she did not

seed had been planted in her

when I was taking my plan B pills the last time,” explained Kathleen coolly. “I’ll ingest them right now if

proceeded to retrieve a box of

lips when Samuel grabbed her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you.

I meet won’t let me suffer through this, unlike you! All you

Samuel was incensed.

I truly act irresponsibly? Still, it is true that Kathleen often has to be

proper contraceptive measures, would you prefer to be as fecund as a

love me, he

No man would commit

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

are a mere figment of your wishful imagination,” quibbled

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

dozen. I can’t believe my poor luck to have met the only bad egg out there.” Kathleen

means that we’re fated then,”

self-mockingly, “As if! Curse my rotten luck.

have been lust-addled to have pined after him

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that something

had inexplicably become

it could be that her mood swings

her eyebrows,

flop onto the bed, pull up the covers, and

Samuel grimaced.

her to instigate my anger then promptly snooze off like nobody’s business. She

quick wit

take

off and

pinned on the bottle

Best get rid of it. How

his actions in not allowing her to

condom from this

to his side, taking in

peach and slept

everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The way he looks at Kathleen does not belong to

that did not sit well with Samuel, and he was compelled to

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

the commotion,