Divorce Anxiety

Chapter 237 That Bad

“I don’t have any wealth to my name.” Samuel then continued softly, “I gave all my shares to you.”

Kathleen’s brows twisted into a tight frown upon hearing that. “Right. Speaking of which, contact Tyson and have him transfer those shares back to you. The hefty portion of shares I currently have is giving me so much anxiety.”

However, Samuel wasn’t planning on taking his shares back. “They were always meant to be yours.”

“That won’t do. I’ve got no use for all those shares and monetary assets. I also plan to return the Yoeger family shares to my brother. The only shares I’ll keep are those from the Schott family,” Kathleen explained.

Not a word came from Samuel.

“Listen to me, Samuel. All three companies will suffer a great deal should anything bad happen to me since I currently own a majority of their shares,” said Kathleen, her features contorting into a stern expression.

Yet, Samuel continued to refuse her wish. “Consider it my compensation to you.”

That caused Kathleen’s frown to deepen as she retorted, “I’m not short of money. Besides, I don’t even need the shares.”

“Whether or not you’re in need of money isn’t something to do with me,” replied a stubborn Samuel. After all, the shares were the last thing that allowed him to remain in Kathleen’s life.

A sigh came from Kathleen as she helplessly suggested, “Well, you don’t have to give it all to me. How about this? I’ll accept five percent of the shares. After all, it’s not wise if you don’t own any of your company’s shares.”

Samuel indifferently responded, “I still have twenty-one percent of shares under my name that I bought over from the other shareholders.”

Silence befell them as Kathleen was at a loss for words.

“I’ll do my best to run the company so you can live a happy life. Don’t worry.” Samuel raised his hand and rested it on Kathleen’s head reassuringly.

“I’m not worried,” Kathleen stated in an exasperated tone.

It was then that Samuel changed the subject by hoarsely saying, “I’m a little tired now. Can you wake me later?”

Upon seeing Kathleen’s nod, he closed his eyes to rest.

Kathleen watched him from the side, not uttering a word as she focused on the scar that slashed across Samuel’s body.

Her heart inexplicably clenched with sorrow at that instant.

It was not long before fifteen minutes flew by, and she took out the silver needles.

However, she did not wake Samuel but pulled the blanket over his body, allowing him to continue resting.

She then laid down on the massive bed inside the room and fell into a deep slumber.

The next day, a series of knocks sounded from outside the room, startling Kathleen from her sleep.

Oh no! The makeup artist has arrived, but Samuel’s still here!

She leaned over to look at Samuel but was shocked at the empty space beside her.

Even his clothes that hung off to the side last night had vanished.

Did he leave?

open the door for

latter came in, she greeted Kathleen, “Good

nodded before adding, “Could you give me

makeup artist

Kathleen hurriedly went to wash her face and brush her teeth for the

saw the makeup artist chuckling. “Gosh, you’ve got quite the hardworking assistant, huh? She’s already delivered breakfast for you

Huh? Breakfast?

at the

breakfast set

it were, she would’ve woken me up long ago. It

sip of the coffee included

still piping hot, which meant Samuel must have left not

not fathom why he did not say

the Lewis residence with a gift for

that she previously visited him to ask

be a trace of warmth on

the new dress they got me. Is it pretty?” she

way she behaved, Charles’

retracted his gaze and handed her scarf over. “Here. This

seemed

took the scarf and wanted to look into

mirror and nearly harmed herself with one of its shards. Thus, the

tinge of displeasure showed on Vivian’s face

Charles calmly

scarf in

her hair into a ponytail before

of her head and asked, “Does

prettiest lady I’ve

“Liar. What about your sister? Don’t

chuckle from Charles, who replied,

flattery, Charles. You would’ve never tried

Charles, who continued to

point, she glanced out her bedroom

over to the window and said,

adding, “But

series of giggles came from Vivian. “Charles, can we please go on a picnic

with a

great!” A beaming grin spread across Vivian’s face right away. “I love trips!

She suddenly stopped.

Charles cast a deep and intent look at her.

as though she had recalled something. She

in Charles’ chest again as he soothed, “Come now. Let’s

doesn’t want me anymore and even got someone

into a tight embrace, not wanting her to harm herself during her