Divorce Anxiety
Chapter 163

Chapter 163 Five Years At Least

Kathleen sat down to have her meal.Charles stared at her. “Are you planning to visit Samuel?”“Mm."She nodded.He did not know what to say anymore, nor did Kathleen wish to explain.After finishingher dinner, she collected the prepared oatmeal and drove to the hospital.Kathleen gently knockedon the door upon arriving at the ward's entrance, but there was no sound inside the room.Shelightly pushed the door open, entered the room, and saw the table lamp lit inside the ward. Whenshe walked over, she noticed Samuel sleeping soundly on the bed, his complexion pallid and lipsslightly chapped.He wore a blue and white striped hospital gown, which was unbuttoned from thecollar to his chest, revealing his muscular torso.The man appeared to be experiencing slightlylabored breathing. His forehead, neck, and chest were covered in a thin layer of sweat.Kathleencame to an abrupt halt."Water.” His voice sounded hoarse.She immediately poured him a glass ofwater. “Here's your water, Samuel.”"Samuel gradually opened his eyes and regarded her with blearyeyes. “Katie?"”Here, drink this.” She helped him sit up on the bed.He sat up, received the glass ofwater from her, and gulped the content.Kathleen placed a pillow behind his back so that he wouldfeel more comfortable leaning against the headboard.Then, she took the glass and put it on thebedside table. “I saw Tyson on my way back. He told me you have a fever."Samuel looked up. Hishazy eyes instantaneously became focused. “I told him not to say anything.”“Why is your body sofrail?” She frowned.The man paused and subconsciously pulled his hospital gown closer.Kathleenwas perplexed.What is that supposed to mean?“Don't tell me you think I'm taking advantage ofyou?” she asked awkwardly. “This is not the first time I've seen your body anyway. I've already lostinterest in it."Samuel's dark eyes gleamed. “I'm being reserved. Do you have a problem withthat?"She was at a loss for words.He buttoned his clothes and added nonchalantly, “Thank you forvisiting me.””l brought you some oatmeal.”"Mm.” He nodded. “I'll eat it later. I don't have the energyto do that at the moment.”He turned his head sideways to look intently at her. “Unless you feedme.""Why should I feed you? Aren't you being reserved, Mr. Macari? I think it's best I keep a safedistance from you.”Samuel, handsome as he was, regarded her with a sensual gaze and uttered in ahusky voice, “It's not impossible if you wish to see my body. I'll allow you to do it if you feedme."Kathleen was rendered speechless.His mood lightened up at the sight of the young lady'sresigned and embarrassed reaction.”I'll get going now.” She stood up and was about to leave whenhe suddenly grasped her wrist. Kathleen noticed Samuel was indeed weak when he grabbed her,unlike his usual energetic and vigorous self.Displeasure filled her fair and delicate face when sheturned her head around. “What do you want?"“I'm really hungry; I haven't eaten anything in a day,”he said feebly.She pursed her red lips. “Why didn’t you ask Tyson to feed you?""Don’t you think it'sweird for a man to feed another guy?” Samuel retorted unhappily.Kathleen sat back down. “Tysonisn't bad-looking either. The two of you standing together is quite a captivating sight.”“I'm afraid Ido not share that sentiment."The woman poured the oatmeal into a bow! and placed it in front ofhim.Then, she picked up a spoon, scooped some oatmeal, and fed the man.”Eat.” Her placid gazedid not reveal any emotions as she stared at him.He opened his mouth and tasted the food.Samueldid not expect Kathleen to really feed him.He remembered he had once returned home after havingtoo much to drink, causing his stomach to feel uncomfortable.She had also cooked oatmeal for himback then, even blowing on the food to cool it before feeding him the meal.Yet, he had taken herkind gesture for granted.At that moment, only did Samuel realize he was truly a blessed man.”Didyou make this?” he asked.”I'm too busy to do that.” Kathleen spooned another mouthful ofoatmeal.Instantaneously, he thought the food was bland and tasteless.Still, he ate an entire bowlbecause he was genuinely famished.After the meal was finished, Kathleen cleaned up and stretchedout her hand in his direction."The blueprint of Flobury isn't here with me. I'll send it to youtomorrow after I'm discharged from the hospital.”“I don’t want the blueprint. I want yourhand.”"Oh.” Samuel raised his arm without knowing what she was planning on doing.She placed ahand on his wrist to check his pulse.The man never knew that she possessed such a skill, so he was alittle astonished to see that.She glanced at him from time to time, then lowered her gaze frowningly,absorbed in her thoughts. After repeating the series of actions a few times, she asked, “Why areyour internal organs in such a frail condition?"Samuel curled his lips. “I didn't know you're adept atpulse-reading.”"My granddad is a traditional medicine practitioner. I learned it from him,” Kathleenexplained.”Old Mr. Yoeger?” He knitted his brows.”I'm referring to my mom's adoptive father!"Hechuckled lightly. Of course, I knew that."Don't try to change the subject. What happened to yourbody?"“Don’t you already know?" he croaked. do?Kathleen was baffled. “What do I know?”Samuelgrimaced, unsure if she was feigning ignorance.”Do you really not know?” He narrowed his pensiveeyes.She was caught in utter bafflement. “What exactly are you trying to say?"He regarded hermeaningfully with a frosty gaze. “It's nothing.” Speechless, she searched her bag and took out apiece of paper and a pen. “It'll be very troublesome to return your body to good health. I'll write youa prescription. A human's internal organs are important, but we need to address them individually,starting from the liver."Samuel placed his large palm on her soft hand. “It's not necessary.”"Why?Are you aware that this prescription is extremely valuable? Those wealthy businessmen from NorwalCity even offered me a huge amount of money to treat their diseases, but I rejected them."The manstared fixedly at her. “Thank you, but you really don't have to do that."Kathleen furrowed her brows."Samuel Macari, do you know that you may not live over forty years old if you do not care for yourhealth?"“I believe I have more than ten years to live,” Samuel replied coolly, seemingly genuinelyunperturbed.She fixated her piercing gaze on him. “What will happen to your grandma and theothers if something bad happens to you?"He uttered expressionlessly, “I already died a yearago."Kathleen frowned."You don't have to worry about me. I'll make the necessary arrangementssince I still have over ten years to live.” Samuel placed both hands behind his head and gazed at theceiling."That's an optimistic assumption. If you're always ill and still reluctant to care for your health,you should consider yourself lucky if you can survive another five years!” Kathleen snapped. “You'rethe sole heir to the Macari family. Your grandma and the others will be devastated if you die."Hecast her a sidelong glance. “I heard some people can still reproduce at the age of sixty?”