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.

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

in her womb, and a

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

box of morning-after pills from the

pill had almost reached Kathleen’s lips when Samuel grabbed her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been feeling well lately. Taking these

through this, unlike you! All you care about is your

Samuel was incensed.

act irresponsibly? Still, it is true that Kathleen often has to be on Plan

to be as

man were to truly love me,

man would commit

are skewed. I swear I’ll

say that such men are

Kathleen is given ample money to spend. Besides, her needs and wants, both in bed and in day-to-day life are

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

that we’re fated then,” replied

rotten luck. I must

to have pined after him

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

instantly sensed that something was

that she had inexplicably become

be that her mood

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

proceeded to flop onto the bed, pull up the

Samuel grimaced.

my anger then promptly snooze off like nobody’s business. She would not have dared to do so in the past. When did

quick wit in switching the

proposed to take them

eventually drifted off and

pinned on

rid of it.

good man was defined by his actions in not allowing her to consume birth-control

condom from

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

peach and slept as soundly as an endearing tabby

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

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

of me you scum!” Kathleen shrieked as she struggled

the commotion, but