Divorce Anxiety

Kathleen had reached her limit. “Samuel, let’s live separately.”

Live separately?

Samuel furrowed his brows and said with a cold voice, “Do you think I would agree to that?”

With reddened eyes, she said, “Samuel, it doesn’t matter whether you agree or not. I can no longer live with someone who protects an evildoer! Benjamin nearly died because of Nicolette!”

Samuel’s face turned gloomy.

While holding back her tears, Kathleen said, “Samuel, that person has no reason to slander Nicolette. Neither do I. If anything happened to Benjamin, I would never forgive both of you.”

After she was done packing, she carried her suitcase and said, “If Benjamin really dies, I will be a widow for him. I owe it to him.”

With that said, Kathleen headed out.

Samuel narrowed his eyes, and a vicious glint flashed across them.

She wants to be a widow for another man?

When Kathleen reached the door, Samuel snatched the suitcase away from her hand and tossed it aside.

He raised her slender arms above her head and pressed her wrists against the door with his big hand.

Meanwhile, his other hand pinched her delicate chin. His cold breath fanned her face, and his eyes were so cold that they sent chills down her spine.

Samuel snapped, “You’re my wife, and you want to be a widow for another man? Kathleen, who gave you the courage to do so?”

A wave of pain washed over him.

Kathleen let out a bleak, cold laugh. “So what if I’m your wife? Aren’t I practically a widow anyway?”

Samuel’s eyes turned beyond grim.

“It seems like I haven’t been showing you enough care lately. That’s why you’re starting to have unrealistic thoughts.” He inched closer and said, “Since you’re not adhering to the promise we’ve made, I have no reason to hold back then.”

As he said those words, his big hand reached into Kathleen’s sweater.

“Let go of me!” Kathleen demanded as she struggled to break free.

She knew how rough Samuel could get.

She must do all she could to protect her child.

With no warmth in his eyes, Samuel stared at her and warned, “Kathleen, remember this. You’re my woman. Mine!”

Kathleen was terrified by his icy gaze.

afraid because she had never

“No! Don’t! I’ll give you time. I’m not leaving anymore. Let go

she was only saying that to stop

me to touch her?

her down on the

don’t do

overwhelmed

this

her and removed all

porcelain white and soft. She had a voluptuous

the room when

off

aware of how aggressive

knowing that she would

looked

finally calls me

hint of warmth returned to Samuel’s handsome yet darkened

“Keep calling

up hurting me every time. Please… I beg

stared at her. “Every

too impressive. So… please be more gentle,” she

a frightened little

extremely effective against

gentle, but he was still

weakly sprawled on

and exhaustion were evident on her

and covered her with it before putting on his

caressed her face with his

was really exhausted, Kathleen only cast him a glance and

not believe that Samuel would be

voice, she asked, “Samuel,

at her and replied, “If you want to, I’ll continue to

her hand and said, “Give me the divorce agreement. Only then will I

can’t give it to you,” Samuel

frowned upon hearing

gazing at her coldly, he continued, “What should I do if you run away after

it was last time, he would not think that Kathleen had the guts to do

he felt otherwise because Kathleen had proven to be quite

to keep any promises. You may go now. I

saying that, she closed her

coldly and said, “Sleep

Her mind was muddled.

in this. There’s no way for me to take control at all. Even if Grandma agrees to