Divorce Anxiety

Chapter 412 Guess Whose Face This Is

“It’s not wise for you to appear before them right now. Why don’t I go instead?” Charles grimly stated.

That was when Clarissa immediately offered, “I’ll go with you since I’m more adept at determining whether Zachary is truly dead.”

Charles glanced at her with deep intent before finally nodding. “Okay, let’s go.”

The two promptly took their leave.

A dark emotion flickered in Kathleen’s narrowed eyes just then.

Doesn’t Clarissa seem a little too proactive? Oh well. I guess it’s best to let Charles realize some things on his own. After all, who’s to say Charles is interested in Clarissa? Plus, she might not want him to know her feelings. If I tell Charles that I think Clarissa’s interested in him, it might make things awkward.

The only thing keeping Kathleen together these days was Samuel.

However, a week had already passed, yet he showed no signs of waking up.

He would previously twitch a little when dreaming, but that did not happen anymore.

How frustrating!

With that thought, Kathleen turned to go upstairs and check on him.

Samuel lay unconscious on the bed. His breathing was stable, but his chest barely rose or fell.

Kathleen approached him, sat on the bed, and held his hand while speaking. “I used to think you were too quiet and wondered if you talked more when around Nicolette. Now that I’m seeing you like this, I can’t help but miss the way you used to be.

“Please wake up, Samuel. Haven’t you slept enough? Please just come around, okay? Let’s not fight anymore. Can’t we spend the rest of our days peacefully?”

Despite her efforts, Samuel did not respond.

That sparked annoyance in Kathleen, who instantly snapped, “I’ve already asked you nicely! Why won’t you wake up? Ugh, you’re so mean!”

There was still no response.

Subsequently, Kathleen leaned closer to him while frowning. “What’s so good about staying unconscious anyway? Don’t tell me that you’re dreaming about Nicolette!”

It was then that she pointed at Samuel’s chiseled face. “Do you not love me anymore? I bet the Nicolette in your dreams is super gentle toward you, huh? I bet she’s so much better than me. Is that why you’re unwilling to wake up?”

Only silence came from Samuel.

“Jeez, fine. I’ll stop joking around. You go ahead and rest up then,” said a sighing Kathleen.

blanket over Samuel before walking

the time she went downstairs, Tyson had just

Macari,” Tyson greeted. He never stopped addressing Kathleen with

the matter?”

got out yet. However, there’s this event that Mr. Macari needs to attend,

event is it?”

party of the daughter

arched in confusion as

my apologies. I forgot that you lost your memories, Mrs. Macari. But yes, that mentor named Stephen Yackley significantly aided Mr. Macari when the latter was younger. It’s now the twentieth birthday of Stephen’s daughter, and their family has extended an invitation to Mr.

he handed the invitation card

latter glanced at it briefly before asking,

“Indeed. Not at

face. “I

as

we can do about it, then let’s just get

eyes rounded in utter

with the utmost seriousness. “Don’t you recall how easy it was for me

as he exclaimed, “Still, won’t it be too

same height and aura as Samuel.” Kathleen massaged her temples before

shook his head, thinking it was truly impossible to locate

walked past Kathleen with the medicinal ingredients that he helped her purchase

was moving them into the

right there!” Kathleen boomed

froze in his steps, asking, “Is

tiptoes to examine his height. Moments passed before she

scrunched together as he wondered what she was

Don’t move a muscle!” Kathleen

stiffly in that position while Kathleen

Samuel’s suits from the room upstairs and handed

these on,” she

in Kathleen’s hands. His frown eventually deepened

to it!” Kathleen urged. “Come to the office once you’re done. As for you, Tyson,

obediently joined Kathleen in the office

same time, Yadiel brought the suit set to the washroom

into Kathleen’s office in

took out her tool kit and asked

the tool kit, Yadiel was alarmed and instantly questioned, “What