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 see the need in taking the

in her womb, and

the last time,” explained Kathleen

proceeded to retrieve a box of morning-after pills from the

“Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been feeling well lately. Taking these pills might only cause more harm than

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

Samuel was incensed.

true that Kathleen often has to be on Plan B

you prefer to be

a man were to truly love me, he

on. No man would commit such

I swear I’ll prove it to you by finding a good man for

that such men are a mere

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

I can’t believe my poor luck to have met the only bad

we’re fated then,” replied Samuel

if! Curse my rotten luck. I must

lust-addled to have pined after

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that something

she had inexplicably become

research, however, it could be that her mood swings

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

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

Samuel grimaced.

snooze off like nobody’s business. She would not have

for her quick wit in switching the

have proposed to take

drifted off and

was pinned on

Best get rid of it. How am

his actions in not allowing her to consume

use a condom from

Samuel lay in bed and turned to his side, taking in the view of

soft and luscious as fresh peach and slept as soundly as

adorable woman to exist? No wonder everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The

he

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

frowned in dismay at the