Divorce Anxiety

“Well then, when did your affair with Christopher begin?” Samuel asked coldly.

Kathleen leered at him sideways. “Do you truly want to know? Aren’t you afraid of getting triggered?”

“I am,” Samuel answered. His tone was bone-chilling.

“So don’t ask.” Kathleen paused, hesitating. She then continued, “I take a person’s privacy very seriously. Hence, I have no interest in sharing my private life with outsiders.”

Kathleen’s word echoed in Samuel’s mind. Outsiders?

A shadow gradually enshrouded his eyes. She called me family not long ago, but now I’m an outsider?

“It’s done. You can eat now.” Kathleen turned off the fire at the stove.

She then moved the plate of pasta out to the dining room.

Meanwhile, Samuel tried to stamp out the hostility in his eyes, attempting to regain his composure. “Thank you.”

“All right, enjoy your meal. I’m heading home now.” Kathleen removed her apron and got ready to leave.

Samuel paused for a moment, then asked, “Would you stay and talk for a bit?”

Kathleen gazed at him serenely. “I’m going to bed. The face of a female celebrity is of utmost importance. No botox injections can compare to the benefits of beauty sleep.”

Samuel stared at her in return.

Kathleen had spoken calmly without spite. She was merely stating a fact.

It appeared as if she was undeniably treating Samuel as an average family member.

“Okay, then. Goodnight,” Samuel uttered in disbelief.

Nevertheless, there was nothing he could do about it.

He had no other choice. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to grow closer to Kathleen in his entire lifetime.

When Kathleen approached the doorway, she swiveled around. “Samuel, please revoke my VIP status from the malls.”

Samuel looked at her coldly. “All you need to do is not spend your money there. I’ll stop the subscriptions then.”

“I’ll pay you back next time.” Kathleen desired a clean slate with him.

Samuel glared at her. “Will you be spending Charles’ money?”

“Of course.” Kathleen tipped her head up, then declared proudly, “He’s my brother after all.”

why can’t you spend my money instead?” Samuel was slightly peeved by

right, I understand.” Kathleen always had difficulty winning an argument

then turned

stared at his plate, which had a sunny-side-up egg on it. The egg was round and

took a bite of it. Instantaneously, the corner of his thin lips arched up ever so

to the

she stepped into the house, she

gloomy expression on his face. “Where did you go? I hadn’t

meal with Gemma and Benjamin,” Kathleen explained. “I

corner of Charles’ lips twitched. “You had only a meal with them? That’s still no excuse to return

angry, thinking that Kathleen was trying

“I met with Samuel as

“And here I

at ease. “Charles, relax. I talked things through with Samuel. From today onward, the two of us are only family members. He is something like a brother to me, and so are you.

“Haha! I will never be his brother. It’ll be asking me to stoop

that. In the end, if you do somehow enrage him to the point where he no longer wants to be my family, he’ll

Charles was rendered speechless.

promptly made her

to be his family?” Charles found the entire notion

peered at him. “That’s right. You don’t

else, then I do believe that it can be true. But if it’s Samuel, I don’t believe it at all.”

more time. I bet it’s so that he

I know what Samuel is planning. But, at least, with a deal like this, he won’t intervene if we

Charles pursed his lips.

was not afraid of Samuel, Charles feared that Kathleen would be the one to pay for it if

a fool. “You should learn to trust in me

aback by

Kathleen marched up the

slim figure, then let out a deep, long sigh. Perhaps she’s actually clever but she doesn’t show it. Some things are better left unknown. Elsewise, it would

over an invitation. “Ms. Johnson, this is an

was surprised.

invitation, then flipped it open. As she scanned through it, Kathleen

Morris,” Maria answered. Kathleen

inviting you over?” Charles

me, but in the

turned awkward in a heartbeat. “So should we give Christopher a

asking me to go over on my own. It’s obvious that he wants to speak with me alone. So what’s the use of calling Christopher?” Kathleen

you plan on telling

truth.” Kathleen had no desire to lie