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.

they slept together. Hence, she did not see the need in

a seed had been planted in her womb, and a new

last time,” explained Kathleen coolly. “I’ll ingest them right

a box of

her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been feeling well

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

Samuel was incensed.

act irresponsibly? Still, it is true that Kathleen often has

you prefer to be as fecund

a man were to truly love me, he would certainly have

on. No man would commit such

yourself that your opinions are skewed. I swear I’ll prove it to you by finding a good man

such men are a mere figment of your wishful imagination,”

is so bad about me anyway? Kathleen is given ample money to spend. Besides, her needs and wants, both

are a dime a dozen. I can’t believe my poor luck to have met

means that we’re fated

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

mind must have been lust-addled to have pined

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

that something was

inexplicably become more prone to losing her

that her mood swings were due to

the space between her eyebrows, deflated. “Whatever, I’m going to

then proceeded to flop onto the bed, pull up the covers,

Samuel grimaced.

She would not have dared to do so in

wit in switching the birth control

have proposed to take them right

off

glacial gaze was pinned on the

get rid of it. How am

good man was defined by his actions in not allowing her to consume birth-control pills, then so be

use a condom from this day

showering, Samuel lay in bed and turned to his side, taking

as fresh peach and slept as soundly as an

wonder 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 wrap Kathleen in his embrace to soothe

me you scum!” Kathleen shrieked

frowned in dismay at the commotion,