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.

because she had never seen him

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

Samuel’s point of view, she was only saying that to stop

heart. She doesn’t want me to touch her? Is she

her down on the couch in the

don’t do this!”

overwhelmed with

if this causes a

her and removed all her

porcelain white and soft. She had a voluptuous body that Samuel

the temperature of the room when he saw her

off his own

aware of how aggressive Samuel could

that she would not be able

pouring down her face, Kathleen looked especially pitiful. “Sam…

finally calls me

returned to Samuel’s handsome yet

teased, “Keep calling

voice, she said, “Sam… Y-You end up hurting me every

at her. “Every

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

looked like a frightened little

were extremely effective

gentle, but he was

weakly sprawled on the couch and

exhaustion were evident on her tiny,

a blanket and covered her with it before putting

face

exhausted, Kathleen only cast him

not believe that Samuel would be able to give her

a slightly hoarse voice, she asked,

and replied, “If you want to,

and said, “Give me the divorce agreement.

to you,” Samuel said

frowned upon

I do if you run away after signing

time, he would not think that Kathleen had the guts

because Kathleen had proven to

Kathleen said, “Then there’s no need to keep any promises. You

she closed her

at her coldly and

Her mind was muddled.

way for me to take control at all. Even if Grandma agrees to the