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

Don’t! I’ll give you time. I’m not leaving anymore. Let go

point of view, she was only saying that to stop him

let out a chuckle in his heart. She doesn’t want me to touch her?

put her down on the couch in the living

do this!”

was overwhelmed with

if this causes a

her and removed all

soft. She had

the room when he saw

off his own

was well aware of how aggressive Samuel could

fear, knowing that she would not

her face, Kathleen looked

calls

hint of warmth returned to Samuel’s handsome yet

teased, “Keep calling

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

at

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

like a frightened little rabbit, Samuel

tears were extremely effective

but he was still driving

hour later, Kathleen weakly sprawled on the couch and remained

of tears and exhaustion were evident

a blanket and covered her with it before putting on his

and caressed her face

she was really exhausted, Kathleen only cast him a glance

Samuel would be

hoarse voice, she asked, “Samuel, does that promise still

you want

me the divorce

to you,”

upon hearing

should I do

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

because Kathleen had

need to keep any promises. You may go now. I

she closed

looked at her coldly

Her mind was muddled.

all. Even if Grandma