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.

loud. “Hah! And to think that just yesterday, you promised

“That is true, but you

that evidence unless I agree to your terms,” protested Kathleen. She was a little upset, and her beautiful eyes were glistening with tears

his smile mysterious and

and replied, “This is the evidence

Kathleen was taken aback.

this, you can prove that Ivan committed the crime. However, your efforts will be for naught

bit her lip. “What do you want in

refused to accept his gift for

voice. “You don’t

in astonishment.

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

he had stopped her, she would only end

Samuel knew all

lip once more. “Do you have any other

to that term,” answered Samuel. The lust in his eyes shone as though it

as if

because I don’t want to be in your debt.

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

he gave her had helped solve a huge

his debt, but she

He doesn’t owe

I will cook for you if I am free.”

said Samuel

and left

of warm water.

simple-minded. Good thing she has Charles as her brother. If

that’s not right. I should be the one

thought ran past his mind, he

mercilessly. “Also, Christopher’s grandfather set up an arranged marriage for Christopher when the latter was a

taken aback to hear

Mr. Macari is getting a little

and just

put his

in on his

with her and

and deal with it however you see fit. I have to

all that, she

Charles. “Where did you get