Divorce Anxiety

Chapter 430 Do You Not Hate Me

“You…” Samuel’s voice was extremely hoarse. “Did you remember something?”

Kathleen started to loosen the grip on his collar. “Is that important?”

His eyes turned dark. “Of course!”

She snorted, slowly sobering up as the cold wind blew against her face. “Are you scared that my memories will recover, Samuel?”

Samuel did not answer, merely staring at her with his intent gaze.

He’d lying if he said he wasn’t.

“Never mind. I won’t force you anymore,” Kathleen said miserably. “Let’s go home.”

Right after saying that, she turned around.

Suddenly, Samuel hugged her from behind while still holding the umbrella with one hand. “I’ll answer you.”

She knitted her brows. “It’s fine if it’s too much for you.”

She no longer longed to know.

“Let’s get in the car first. It’s a bit inconvenient for me to talk here,” Samuel reminded her that his wrist had not recovered yet.

She lowered her head to look at the right hand on her waist, softly laying her hand on top of it. “Okay.”

When they got into the car, Samuel turned up the air-conditioning, fearing she would get sick.

Kathleen massaged her sore temples.

“How much do you remember?” he asked hoarsely.

“Not much. All of them are memories of you hurting me, though.”

The man swallowed hard. Indeed. When I recall, we don’t have many sweet moments together.

“Don’t you hate me?” he queried darkly.

Kathleen answered helplessly, “What’s the use of doing so?”

Samuel stayed silent.

She slowly added, “Although I regained my memories, I didn’t forget about the present. How do I put it? Well, I think that’s enough punishment for you. After all, I’d also be exhausted if we carried on this way. I simply don’t want things to get messy again.”

He held her hand. “I didn’t hide it from you on purpose.”

own secrets

not want to bring it

helped me to escape. However,

Kathleen was stunned. Killed?

didn’t even know who she was. When I returned home, I immediately asked my father to save her. However, blood was all we found upon arriving there. We did not see anyone, let alone the little girl’s corpse. I’ve hired people to investigate her all these years, and not long ago, I found out her last name is Zeller. Ashley Zeller. She’s Luna’s niece. I

Perplexed, she asked, “Really?”

nodded. “I heard the Zeller family was afraid she would get into

don’t need to be so guilty if

I’m just scared you would mind her relationship with

the one who harmed me. I’m someone who knows

Samuel’s benefactor was

at her and mumbled, “Are you really

displeasure. “I have quite a

throat. “Yeah, you

be the complete

go home. I have a headache.” She leaned against

that, Samuel called the driver standing

they got home,

air was fresh and

the car, the duo walked into the mansion

prepared to sleep just like that, not having the

helped to tuck

his lips curled into a

early

currently eating breakfast

greeting him, she sat down

she began to eat

time is the tech conference?”

“There’s

at the clock and realized it

arrive just on time if

get to see

her head

a painkiller after finishing

her. “Why did you still drink when you know your body

I’m just supporting her as her friend,” she answered. “Won’t

they’re in a bad mood,” he

was at a loss

of the mansion, they got into

ask, “What exactly happened to Richard? Why are things so

his head. He was

“How could you be so indifferent to your