Divorce Anxiety
Chapter 305

Chapter 305 Is He Dead Kathleen stared at him in silence. “After that, I've been thinking about how Icould make you let go of the grudges, but I realized it's impossible.” Samuel's eyes were bloodshot.“Perhaps, it's only when I'm gone that all the love and resentment will vanish.” Kathleen felt herheart skip a beat. What is he talking about? Samuel held her tightly with one hand. His voice wasdeep and hoarse as he said, “I'm so reluctant to leave, Kate... I really couldn't bear to...”

At that point, Kathleen noticed something amiss. She pushed Samuel away and saw a dagger on hisabdomen. His hand was placed on the dagger, and blood was gushing out from the wound. Helooked like he was in extreme pain. “Samuel Macari!” Kathleen took a step forward. However,Samuel stepped back. Kathleen's face paled in an instant. “Why are you doing this?” Samuel couldhardly keep his balance. Kneeling on one knee, he confessed, “I'm sorry. I have no other way tomake you forgive me.” Kathleen's vision became blurry. “Kate...” Blood dripped out from the cornerof Samuel's lips. “If I die, forgive me. Please?” Kathleen bent down and cried, “Samuel, why do youhave to do this?” Is he trying to make me feel miserable on purpose? “Tyson, leave those peoplealone. Send Mr. Macari to the hospital right now!”

Kathleen yelled. Nonetheless, Tyson remained unmoving. “Ms. Johnson, I'm sorry. This is an orderfrom Mr. Macari,” Tyson replied helplessly. Wiping her tears, Kathleen asked, “Samuel, what aboutyour grandma and the rest of them if you die?” “Ha... I have already prepared everythingbeforehand. After I die, the company will run as usual.” Samuel raised his hand, which was stainedwith blood. His hand was icy. He gently stroked Kathleen's cheek. “I've thought about your futuretoo. It doesn't matter if you get married to someone or if you choose to live freely on your own forthe rest of your life. I've considered everything for you. This is the only thing I can do for you.” “Stoptalking.” Kathleen cried uncontrollably. Samuel fixed his gaze on her as he continued, “As for BlissfulSect, I've made some arrangements, and the plan will be executed after I pass away. So you don'thave to take the risk.” “I'll send you to the hospital.” Kathleen wiped her tears. “It's okay. It'spointless for me to live. Kate, goodbye!” Samuel shook his head. Mmph! He pushed the daggerdeeper into his abdomen and spat out a mouthful of blood.

“No!” Kathleen held him. Samuel fell into her embrace and lost consciousness. Kathleen looked athow her dress turned from white to crimson red. It was all drenched in Samuel's blood. “TysonHackney!" Kathleen growled, “Come over right now before I kill you!” Upon hearing her order, Tysonwalked over. “Get the car ready!” Kathleen held Samuel in her arms. “Send him to the hospital!Quick!” Caleb pushed away the people who tried to block his way and went over to help out. Hecertainly had not expected Samuel to go that far. Samuel's health isn't good, to begin with. Andnow, he even stabbed himself. I doubt if he could survive. At the hospital, Kathleen sat on the chairin front of the operating room. She was quivering terribly. Caleb took off his coat and draped it overKathleen. Kathleen's face was as white as a sheet. “He won't die, right?” She lifted her head,revealing her tear-streaked face. Caleb showed a troubled look. Just by looking at Kathleen's dress,one could tell Samuel had already lost a lot of blood when he was sent to the hospital. It was hardto tell if he could survive. At the same time, Diana, Calvin, and Wynnie arrived. They had alreadyheard about the incident. “Old Mrs. Macari, Mr. Macari, Mrs. Macari.” Caleb looked at them grimly."How is Samuel?” Wynnie asked, utterly worried. Caleb pursed his lips. Just then, the operatingroom indicator light went off, and the doctor stepped out of the room. Everyone immediatelyswarmed forward and surrounded the doctor. “Doctor, how is my son?” Wynnie asked anxiously.The doctor looked resigned. “I'm sorry, but we've done our best.” “What?” Diana passed out rightaway. “Mom!” Calvin supported her. Wynnie's legs weakened, and she slumped into the chair.Kathleen stood rooted to the spot, dumbfounded. Samuel is dead? This is impossible! Why wouldhe die? No! I don't believe this! She stood up and dashed into the operating room. The next scenethat came into her sight was Samuel lying motionlessly on the operating table. His charming facelooked exceptionally peaceful. She walked over and placed her hand on Samuel's face. Tears welledup in her eyes. I can still feel the warmth on his face. How could he be dead?

“Samuel...” Holding his face, Kathleen uttered, “I didn’t want you to die. I mean it...” She had onlywished to see Samuel living well. At that moment, looking at his face, Kathleen felt she did notresent him as much as before. “Why couldn't you just leave everything in the past?” Kathleenchoked up, “Isn't it good to stay alive and live happily?” He was dead, and he died right before hereyes. She leaned against the operating table and started bawling. “Hey, why are you crying?” Ahoarse and senile voice sounded next to her. Kathleen looked up and stared at him. The voice camefrom an elderly who was almost in his seventies. His gray hair was tied into a ponytail, and he worea pair of glasses with black, round frames. “Who are you? How did you get in here?” Kathleenfurrowed her brows. The old man took a scalpel and walked toward Samuel. “Stay right there! Whatare you trying to do?” The crease between her brows deepened. “I'm going to remove the malelovebug close to his heart. He promised me that,” the old man explained.

"He promised you?" Kathleen was baffled. “Yes. In exchange for Melting Ice Grass.” The old manflashed a smirk. “We even have the written pledge.” As the old man spoke, he took out a piece ofpaper and waved it in front of Kathleen. Kathleen instantly grabbed the paper and studied itattentively. “You were the one who gave him Melting Ice Grass. Where did you get it from?” “Whyshould I tell you?” The old man pushed her away. “Don’t get in my way, as I'm going to take themale lovebug out. The bug will die too when he is completely dead.” “Completely?” Kathleengrabbed the old man's scrawny hand and questioned, “Is he not dead yet?” The old man repliedcalmly, “The male lovebug is still in his body, so he has yet to take his last breath.” “You can't take itout then!” Kathleen fumed. “It's pointless. He has lost a lot of blood, so it's impossible to save him.”The old man waved his hand. “In that case, I can't let you lay your hands on him.” Kathleen's gazeturned frosty. Narrowing his eyes, the old man sized Kathleen up. “Hey, it isn't right for you to dothis.” “I can't just watch him die.” Kathleen's eyes were red. The old man hesitated for a briefmoment. “I do have a way to keep him alive, but...” “But what?” Kathleen took a step forward. “Tellme!” The old man flashed her an unfathomable smile. “I need you.” A sense of coldness filledKathleen's dark eyes. “Okay. As long as you can save him.” “Aren’t you going to ask what I will makeyou do?” the old man asked, his eyes narrowed into slits. “It doesn't matter as long as he can stayalive.” Kathleen looked helpless. “I'm part of why he ended up in this state.”