Divorce Anxiety
Chapter 117

“I love her,” replied Samuel icily. “That's enough.””I think you don't realize how grave your mistakewas back then!” yelled Christopher furiously. “You'll make her unhappy if you keep forcing heragainst her wishes.""Got it. Thanks for your reminder.” Samuel ended the call and droveaway.Christopher frowned. What did he understand?Christopher stopped his car outside whereKathleen was staying before calling her. However, the call didn't get through.Glancing at the time, hesaw that it was already eleven at night.She’s probably asleep. After all, she’s the main chef now. I'lljust let her sleep. She must be exhausted!Christopher’s heart ached.At that moment, a woman stoodin front of his car and knocked on his car window.Christopher rolled the windows down“Astrid?"“Can I get into the car?” asked Astrid softly. After thinking about it, he nodded.Astrid satbeside the driver's seat and said after a short pause, “Oh no! I forgot that this is your fiancée’s seatnow."Christopher said grimly, “It's fine."Delighted, Astrid closed the car door."What do you want,Astrid?” demanded Christopher unhappily. “You can't keep making things difficult for Kathleen.”“I'msorry. I'm just struggling to get over it,” apologized Astrid. “I simply want to know what kind ofwoman you like.” don't like someone who's like you,” replied Christopher coldly. “I'm just beingpolite to you out of courtesy for your grandfather. I hope you do what's best for yourself.”l know.Do you think that I can do anything to her?” asked Astrid indignantly. “Look at what she had doneto me! Why don't you tell your fiancée off and ask her to be nicer to me?“l won't interfere in howshe’s treating you,” rejected Christopher curtly.Astrid hesitated. “Christopher, I know you hate meand think I'm deliberately making things difficult for Kathleen. But I have no choice.”"What do youmean?” Christopher frowned."Would you believe me if I say my grandfather's collaborating withSamuel? He hinted to my grandfather that I should come back and stir up trouble,” revealed Astrid."If I refuse, Samuel would stop collaborating with my grandfather. I'm left with no choice.” Are yousaying that Samuel instructed you to do this?” Christopher frowned."Yeah! He wants me to separateboth of you so that he has an opportunity to intervene.” Astrid pleaded, “I'm so sorry, Christopher. Idon't want to do this either. But my grandfather's old, and I don't want him to work toohard.”Christopher said coldly, “If Samuel's using this to threaten you, I'll think of a solution. I'll talk toyour grandfather and tell him that Morris Group can collaborate with him instead, so he doesn'tneed to worry. Meanwhile, you should stop bullying Kathleen.” That's great! I have nothing to fear ifyou're backing me up.” Astrid grinned.Christopher said solemnly, “Go out. I'll handle therest.”“Okay.” Astrid nodded and was about to leave the car."Huh?” She raised her hands and placedthem on Christopher's collar. Smiling, she remarked, “Your collar is ruffled.”Christopher shoved herhands away. “I'll tidy it myself.”Not feeling embarrassed, Astrid laughed. “Quickly pick your fiancéeup! If she's taking care of you, you won't be so clueless that you don't even know your collar'sup."Christopher gave no response. Only then did Astrid finally get out of the car.Christopherfrowned. I've underestimated how vicious Samuel is. He's gone overboard!The moment Astrid leftthe car and turned around, a cold smirk formed on her lips.Christopher's becoming more and morecharismatic. I'll never give up. Kathleen's just another b*tch who was previously married. She doesn'tdeserve Christopher!When Kathleen woke up the next day, her head felt extremely heavy.When shetook her temperature, she realized that it was 38.7 degrees Celsius.”Are you awake, Kathleen?”Astrid knocked on the door."Come in,” she replied.Astrid pushed the door open and entered.Smiling, she asked, “Arent you going to wake up? Everyone's waiting for you. It's not good to keepeveryone waiting, right?"“Please tell them that I have a high fever, so I can't go down and cook,”said Kathleen weakly."No way!" Surprised, Astrid raised her hand to touch Kathleen'sforehead.Kathleen dodged it. “Thank you." All right, then.” Astrid nodded, got up, and let. After that,Kathleen stood up from her bed and took out some fever medicine from her luggage.She gulped apill down with some warm water. Still, she had a huge headache and felt extremelyuncomfortable.She crawled back to the bed and wrapped the blanket around herself tightly.After awhile, Nancy entered. “Are you having a fever, Kathleen?""It's 37.8 degrees Celsius.” Kathleensnuggled in the blanket and said in a nasal tone, “Nancy, I'm afraid that I cant cook today.”Nancyplaced her hand on Kathleen's forehead and frowned. “Rest well! Don't worry about what'shappening downstairs. Have you taken some medicine?"Kathleen nodded. “Yeah.”"Good. Have agood rest. I'll bring some porridge over to you later. Lie down now!” said Nancy.“Okay.” Kathleen layback down, and Nancy left after tucking her in.When she arrived downstairs, she told Steve, “Shereally has a fever.” That's right! 37.8 degrees Celsius is really high!” remarked Astrid snarkily."Whatshould we do?” John looked at Steve. “Who's going to cook?"“Kathleen's really exhausted recently.She's the only one commanding the entire kitchen,” commented Nancy meaningfully. “Why isn't theproduction team giving us someone more reliable?” Astrid said nonchalantly, “Why don't we askMila to come back? Just tell Kathleen to make a call. She still has the energy to make a call even ifshe has a 37.8 degrees Celsius fever, right?"Nancy shot an unhappy glance at Astrid. “Do you knowwhat an average human beings temperature is? Why do you keep saying that it's 37.8 degreesCelsius in such a snarky tone?"“I didn't say anything mean, right, Ms. Nancy?” replied Astrid.”Don’tcall me that! I'm your age,” snapped Nancy in annoyance. “We're both adults, so stop speaking likea child. It's as if you're dumb! Everyone's thinking of a solution, so why are you saying something sounrealistic?” Astrid bit her lips in indignance. “Nancy, I didn’t say anything much! Also, none of usknow how to cook. Who'd expect that Kathleen would fall sick the moment I come?"“Anyone canfall sick.” John shot a displeased glare at Astrid. “Hey, if you're still in love with Christopher, whydon't you look for him privately? We're still filming a show. What are you trying to do?"Biting her lip,Astrid remained silent with a pitiful look.The atmosphere in the kitchen was extremely tense Johnexclaimed in frustration, “What's going on? What kind of guest did they invite? She's so b*tchy! Ifwe rebuke her, it's like we're being unreasonable!”