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.

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

a seed had been planted in her womb, and

my plan B pills the last time,” explained

proceeded to retrieve a box

when Samuel grabbed her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you. You haven’t been feeling well lately. Taking these pills might only cause more harm

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

Samuel was incensed.

true that Kathleen often has to be on

would you prefer to be as fecund as

a man were to truly love me,

man would commit

are skewed. I swear I’ll prove it to you by finding a

such men are a

is given ample money to spend. Besides, her needs and wants, both in bed

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

means that we’re fated then,”

if! Curse my rotten luck. I must

must have been lust-addled to have pined

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

that something

inexplicably become

however, it could be that her mood swings were due to pregnancy

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

proceeded to flop onto the bed, pull up

Samuel grimaced.

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

heavens for her quick wit in switching the birth control

wouldn’t have proposed to take them

drifted off and succumbed

glacial gaze was pinned on the bottle of birth-control

eyesore. Best get rid of it. How am I

was defined by his actions in not allowing her to consume

a condom from this day

to

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

No wonder everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The way he looks at Kathleen does

with Samuel, and he was compelled

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

frowned in dismay at the commotion, but Kathleen was merely