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.

think that

when he replied, “That is true, but

It’s not really a choice when you won’t let me have that evidence unless I agree to your terms,” protested Kathleen. She was a

smile

to her and

Kathleen was taken aback.

smile. “With this, you can prove that Ivan committed the crime. However, your efforts will

lip. “What do you want in

his gift

Samuel in a magnetic voice. “You don’t have to

stared in astonishment. That’s

you find that to be troublesome,

had stopped her, she would only end up hating him

something Samuel knew all too

once more. “Do you have

will never agree to that term,” answered Samuel. The lust in his eyes shone as though

as if she had figured out

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

ever return, please cook for me again, okay?” He grinned.

her had helped

style, she would not want to be in his debt, but

can’t just leave with everything he gave me. He doesn’t owe me anything… at least

you if I

said

and left with the folder

warm water. A small grin crept

too simple-minded. Good thing she has Charles as

a sharp turn at that moment. No, that’s not right. I should be the one to protect her. I won’t let her get hurt so long as I

mind, he picked up

set up an arranged marriage

was taken aback to

Macari is getting a

and just

answered Tyson. He put his

his victim. I guess Mrs. Macari

the folder with

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

all that, she turned around

on,” called out Charles. “Where did you