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,

had been planted in her womb, and a new life

my plan B pills the last time,” explained

to retrieve a box

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

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

Samuel was incensed.

it is true that Kathleen often has to

you prefer to

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

on. No man

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

me, Kathleen, when I say that such men are

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

out there are a dime a dozen. I can’t believe my poor luck

we’re fated then,” replied Samuel

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

must have been lust-addled to have

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

that something

seemed that she had inexplicably become more prone

on her research, however, it could be that

between her eyebrows,

flop onto the bed, pull

Samuel grimaced.

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

wit in switching the birth control pills to

wouldn’t have proposed to take them right

eventually drifted off and

was pinned on

an eyesore. Best get rid of it. How am I

by his actions in not allowing her to consume birth-control pills, then

condom

turned to his side, taking in the view

as soft and luscious as fresh peach and slept as soundly as an endearing tabby

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

Samuel, and he

Kathleen shrieked as she struggled to

in dismay at the commotion, but Kathleen