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

planted in her

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

proceeded to retrieve a box of

her hand, disrupting her. “Fine, I trust you.

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

Samuel was incensed.

that Kathleen often

would you prefer to be as fecund as a

love me, he would certainly have

man

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

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

a dime a dozen. I can’t believe my poor luck to

that we’re fated then,” replied Samuel

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

have been lust-addled to have

Samuel huffed in displeasure.

that something

she had inexplicably become more prone

could be that her

space between her eyebrows, deflated.

flop onto the bed, pull up

Samuel grimaced.

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

heavens for her quick wit in switching the

have proposed to take them right

off and succumbed

on the bottle

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

a good man was defined by his actions in not allowing her to consume birth-control pills, then so be

would use a condom from this day

lay in bed and turned to his

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

for such an irresistibly adorable woman to exist? No wonder everyone seems drawn to her. Especially Christopher. The way he looks at Kathleen does not belong to

not sit well with Samuel, and he was compelled to wrap Kathleen in his embrace to soothe his

shrieked as she struggled

at the commotion,