Divorce Anxiety

After the charity work had ended, Sophie escorted Kathleen out of the charity home.

“Does your hand still hurt?” Sophie asked.

Kathleen shook her head and replied, “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

Sophie noticed Kathleen’s dejected mood and consoled, “Everyone was like you when they first volunteer here. Even though they might not have encountered situations where the children were having episodes, they felt the same way as you when they heard about the parents.”

Kathleen bit her lips and asked, “What are the chances of recovery for these children?”

“The chances are slim. Even if they’ve recovered, there are still possibilities for them to be triggered again.” Sophie sighed and continued, “As of now, there’s still no definite explanation as to why this happens. There’s no cure for it as well.”

Gloomily, Kathleen said, “Ms. Campbell, I don’t know how to explain my feelings. After seeing those children and their parents, I’m worried that my own child will be like this too. Am I being very selfish? The first thing I thought about is myself after witnessing what happened.”

Sophie patted her shoulder and said, “You silly child. It’s normal to feel this way. When you get pregnant in the future, you just have to make sure that you’re feeling happy at all times. Everything is fine if you give birth safely. Stop overthinking.”

Feeling happy at all times? I want to but I’m suffering.

That was the reason why Kathleen was feeling upset. She was worried that her suffering would affect her child.

With a gentle tone, Sophie said, “You’re a kind-hearted person. God will not mistreat you.”

“Ms. Campbell, I really like this place. Can I continue to volunteer here?” Kathleen asked.

Sophie nodded and replied, “Of course! We will always welcome you.”

“Thank you!” Kathleen was delighted upon hearing that.

Just then, a black Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of her.

Federick got off the car and said, “Kathleen, I’m here to apologize to you.”

Puzzled, Kathleen asked, “Federick, how’s Madeline?”

“My mum’s looking after her. Don’t worry, my mum has experience taking care of Madeline,” he explained.

Feeling relieved, she nodded.

with, so I’ll take my leave now.” With that

asked, “May I treat you to a

Federick. My family is waiting for me to dine with

she might misunderstand, so he continued, “I’ll send you back home then. We can chat in

“Okay.” Kathleen nodded.

children’s picture books on the seat. Embarrassed,

planned to move those books to

was afraid it would be too troublesome, so she suggested, “Federick, you don’t

that works too. These books

got into the

fastened his

told him the address of the Macari

was stunned for a moment before regaining his composure

backseat as well, so

lips curled upward and replied, “These are some picture books published by my company. The one you’re looking at is a story I’ve written for Madeline. An illustrator drew the

a good

smile, Federick

is the story not completed?” Kathleen

got into an accident and couldn’t draw anymore. I couldn’t find

at

a reason why you’re looking for me?” she asked out of

to ask if you’ll be volunteering here next time,”

as long as

own worlds. If there’s a way to pique their interest in interacting with others, there might be a chance to

continued to listen

today. Will it trouble you if I ask you to communicate with

to be so polite when speaking to me. It’s my pleasure to help

let Kathleen help out with nothing in return, so he offered, “That’s good to hear! Feel

can I have

like it.” Federick happily gifted her

arms and said, “Okay,

at the entrance of

at the magnificent mansion,

that Federick might