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

I’ll give you time. I’m not

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

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

and put her down on the couch in the

don’t do this!”

was overwhelmed with

if this causes a

her and removed all

was porcelain white and soft. She had a voluptuous body

turned up the temperature of the room when he

he took off his

well aware of

with fear, knowing that she would not be able to

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

finally calls me

returned to Samuel’s handsome yet

“Keep

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

at her.

impressive. So… please be more

looked like a frightened little rabbit, Samuel showed her

extremely effective

got more gentle, but he was

later, Kathleen weakly sprawled on the couch and remained

were evident on her

grabbed a blanket and covered her with

and caressed her face with his

was really exhausted, Kathleen only cast him a glance and

would be able to give

asked, “Samuel,

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

hand and said, “Give me the divorce

it to

upon hearing

her coldly, he continued, “What should I do if you

think that Kathleen had the guts to do

felt otherwise because Kathleen had proven to be quite

any promises. You may go now. I want to

she closed her

her coldly and said,

Her mind was muddled.

break 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 still stuck in