Divorce Anxiety

“I like your cooking, but you won’t cook for me,” replied Samuel in a crisp and clear voice. His aura seemed ever so regal.

Kathleen’s red lips clamped shut. She refused to talk.

Samuel ate quietly.

The truth was that he was satisfied with being able to sit there and share a meal with her peacefully. He didn’t dare to even dream of more.

Still, his heart ached because he had to force her to eat with him.

He knew that Kathleen never wanted to stay and that she didn’t even want to see him.

Kathleen put her cutlery down after taking a few bites. After that, she sipped water while waiting for Samuel to finish his meal.

Samuel, on the other hand, ate extremely slowly. It was as if he was deliberately torturing her.

As Kathleen sipped her water, she had a frosty look.

“There is something wrong with my stomach,” explained Samuel. “It’ll hurt if I don’t eat slowly.”

Kathleen heartlessly pointed out, “That has nothing to do with me.”

A hint of sorrow flashed past his eyes. “I know. I just wanted to talk to you.”

Kathleen put her glass down and stopped being mean.

Samuel knew that was just how she was.

She couldn’t be mean even though she hated him with every fiber of her being.

Samuel’s dark eyes shone with suppressed desires and intelligence. “A year ago, I stumbled upon some information about how Vanessa has been searching for a woman.”

Kathleen raised her brow and stared at him.

“That woman is connected to Vanessa in some way, but that is not the important bit,” continued Samuel before he paused a while. “The interesting bit is that Vanessa didn’t send Ivan to capture that woman. Instead, she wanted him to kill her.”

Kathleen turned her attention to him. “What proof do you have to back up your words?”

Samuel had a skin-deep grin on when he turned to her.

She gripped her glass, and her fingers turned pale from that. “You have some conditions, don’t you?” she added upon seeing that smile.

“Yes,” replied Samuel, nodding.

out loud. “Hah! And to think that just yesterday, you promised you won’t make things difficult

when he replied, “That is true, but you get to choose whether you want

me have that evidence unless I agree to your terms,” protested Kathleen. She was a little upset, and her

smile mysterious and

and

Kathleen was taken aback.

prove that Ivan committed the crime. However, your efforts will be

her lip. “What do you

to accept his gift

want you to cook for me,” replied Samuel in a magnetic voice. “You don’t have

in astonishment. That’s

gaze landed on Kathleen, and he grinned. “If you find that to be troublesome, then feel free

her, she would only end up hating

was something Samuel knew all

once more. “Do you

never agree to that term,” answered Samuel. The lust in his eyes shone as though it were a caged

clamped her lips shut as if she

but only because I don’t want to be in your debt. However, I will leave

wish to leave, but if you ever return, please cook for me again, okay?” He grinned. A dangerous and ambiguous

evidence he gave her had helped solve a huge

in his debt,

with everything he gave me. He doesn’t owe me anything…

you if I

said

left with

his glass of warm water. A

Charles

should be the one to protect her. I won’t let her get hurt so

that thought ran past his mind, he picked up his

up an arranged marriage for Christopher when the latter was a baby. Look into the matter and find some way to get his betrothed

was taken aback

dear, Mr. Macari is getting

just do it,”

Tyson. He put his phone away

in on his victim. I guess Mrs.

with her and

“Take a look and deal with it however you see fit. I

that, she

called out Charles. “Where did you