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.

“Hah! And to think

sounded amazing when he replied, “That is true, but

I agree to your terms,” protested

chuckled, his smile

a folder to her and replied, “This is the evidence you

Kathleen was taken aback.

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

lip. “What do you

his gift for no

me,” replied Samuel in a magnetic voice. “You don’t have to cook every day, though. Once a

in astonishment. That’s

you find that to be troublesome, then feel free to just leave. I won’t stop

her, she would only end up hating him

Samuel knew

more. “Do you have

but you will never agree to that term,” answered Samuel. The lust in

if she had figured out what that

want to be in your debt. However, I will leave at any time, Samuel,

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

had helped solve a

in his debt, but she truly wanted to sever all ties with

doesn’t owe me anything… at least not where this

if I

you,” said

stood up and left with the

his glass of warm water. A small grin

too simple-minded. Good thing she has Charles as her brother. If that weren’t

moment. No, that’s not right. I should be the one to protect her. I won’t let

soon as that thought ran past his mind, he picked up his phone to call

grandfather set up an arranged marriage for

taken aback to

Mr. Macari is getting

and just

put his phone away

predator has locked in on his victim. I

folder with her and went to

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

saying all that, she turned around to

out Charles.