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.

condom the subsequent few times they slept together. Hence, she did not see the need in

had been planted in her

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

a box of morning-after pills from

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

won’t let me suffer through this, unlike

Samuel was incensed.

Still, it is true that Kathleen often has

proper contraceptive measures, would you prefer to

truly love me, he

man would

I swear I’ll

are a

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 more is there to ask

a dime a dozen. I can’t believe my poor luck to have met the only bad egg out

we’re fated then,” replied

“As if! Curse my rotten luck. I must have

lust-addled to have pined after him

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

sensed that something was

it seemed that she had inexplicably

be that her mood swings were due

space between her eyebrows, deflated. “Whatever,

onto the bed, pull up the covers, and fell

Samuel grimaced.

business. She would not have dared to do so

thanked the heavens for her quick wit in switching

proposed to take

eventually drifted off and

was pinned on the bottle

eyesore. Best get rid of it. How am I not

by his actions in not allowing her

a condom from this day

in bed and turned to his side, taking in the view

and luscious as fresh peach and slept

it possible for such an irresistibly adorable woman to exist? No wonder everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The

with Samuel, and he was compelled to wrap Kathleen in his embrace

shrieked as she struggled to escape

the commotion, but Kathleen was merely