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

give you time. I’m not

point of view, she was only

in his heart. She doesn’t want me to touch her? Is she saving herself for

her in his arms and put her down on the couch in the

do this!”

overwhelmed with

if this

disregarded her and removed all her

was porcelain white and soft. She had a voluptuous body

the room

off his own clothes

of how aggressive Samuel

she

pouring down her face, Kathleen looked

calls me

hint of warmth returned to Samuel’s

“Keep

voice, she said, “Sam… Y-You end up hurting me every time. Please… I beg you.

stared at her. “Every

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

a frightened little rabbit, Samuel showed her some

tears were extremely effective against

got more gentle, but he was still driving Kathleen

Kathleen weakly sprawled on the couch and remained

were evident on her tiny, delicate

grabbed a blanket and covered her with it before putting on his

on the couch and caressed her face with his big, rough hand.

exhausted, Kathleen only cast him a glance and remained

did not believe that Samuel would be

slightly hoarse voice, she asked, “Samuel,

gazed at her and replied, “If you

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

it to

frowned upon hearing

“What should I

he would not think that Kathleen

otherwise because Kathleen had proven to be

“Then there’s no need to keep any promises. You may go now. I want to sleep for a

that, she closed her

at her coldly

Her mind was muddled.

free? I’ve fallen too deep in this. There’s no way for me to take control at all. Even if Grandma agrees to the divorce, I’m