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.”

money instead?” Samuel was slightly peeved by then. “Or is it that you don’t want

always had difficulty winning an argument against

then turned around and

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

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

to

stepped into the house, she heard Charles

did you

a meal with Gemma and Benjamin,” Kathleen explained. “I even bought you

“You had only a meal with

Kathleen was

“I

stairs. “And here I thought it was him who was

onward, the two of us are only family members. He is something like a brother to me, and so are

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

as you please then. I can’t be bothered to care about all that. In the end, if you do somehow enrage him to the point where he no longer wants to be my family, he’ll come pestering me once

Charles was rendered speechless.

promptly made

really promise to be his family?”

at him. “That’s right. You don’t

I do believe that it can be true. But if it’s Samuel, I don’t

buy more time. I bet it’s so that he could get closer

a deal like this, he won’t intervene if we decide

Charles pursed his lips.

feared that Kathleen would be

sighed. She was not a fool. “You

aback

Kathleen marched up

her slim figure, then let out a deep, long sigh. Perhaps she’s actually clever

Maria brought over an invitation. “Ms. Johnson, this

surprised. The Morris

it,

Morris,” Maria answered. Kathleen immediately placed the invitation down.

is he inviting you over?”

Nothing was happening between Christopher and me, but in the

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

It’s obvious that he wants to speak with me

what do you plan on telling them?”

truth.” Kathleen had no desire