Divorce Anxiety
Chapter 376

Chapter 376 Posthumous Letter “Ha! Thanks, but no thanks,” said Kathleen flatly. “My daughterdoesn't require protection from a small bean like you.” Huh? Asmall what? Her crude remarkrendered Zion speechless. Why was I regarded as a small bean? “It's way too early for you to act assomeone else's protector.” A half-smile was all Kathleen could muster at best. Zion grunted inresponse and shut his eyes. “Anyway, I'm pretty grateful for your help.” Kathleen expressed herappreciation in the end. Even so, Zion refused to say anything to her. Kathleen then turned to lookat Samuel and prompted, “Let's head out.” Samuel gave her a nod and did her bidding. As soon asthey exited the ward, they were greeted by four bodyguards in black suits. Of course, it was Samuelwho had arranged for those bodyguards to stay on guard. That would make sense, for Kathleendidn't have that many underlings. Therefore, she had no choice but to rely on Samuel for the timebeing. As for Charles, his subordinates were all in Zadiff. On top of that, most of them weremembers of Blissful Sect. Charles had to refrain from bringing the power from Blissful Sect into playjust for Kathleen's sake. Raymond and his gang were coveting Kathleen, after all. More accurately,they had their eyes on Kathleen's capability. Just like Theodore and the others, all of them had onlyintended to make her their very own magic money tree. “Let's go now.” There were traces ofexhaustion on Kathleen's face. The coldness was apparent on Samuel's handsome and chiseled faceas he inclined his head. Soon after, they arrived at Charles’ mansion. Just as Kathleen was about toget out of the car, she caught a glimpse of Samuel's movement as the latter seemed to be followingsuit. Immediately, she clasped his hand, stopping him from unbuckling his seat belt. With her palmover his hand, Samuel could feel her overflowing warmth spreading through his own cold hand. Hegazed at her with his obsidian-like eyes, asking, “What's the matter?” “Today's been rough.

Why don’t you head back home first?” suggested Kathleen as she released her grip. A hint ofdispleasure then emerged on Samuel'sface. “You can come again tomorrow.” Kathleen wasflustered. “Don’t get me wrong. I'm not burning any bridges here.” Ha! An icy expression formed onSamuel's face. He retracted his hands from the seat belt before uttering with a chilling tone, “Isthere a parade of people residing in Charles’ mansion?” Kathleen was caught off guard by hisinquiry. Getting no response from her, Samuel scoffed, “If not, it must be haunted.” Feelingspeechless, Kathleen relented and dropped her comment. “You can stay here if you insist, but Iassure you that it's not going to be as comfortable as being in your own home.” With that, she gotout of the car. Watching her leave, Samuel narrowed his frosty yet sparkling eyes to slits. She hasquite the temper, huh? But since she’s given me her approval to stay as I wish, I might as well dojust that. He then exited the car. In the meantime, Kathleen already set her foot in the ever-so-quietmansion. At that moment, only Charles and one of his subordinates were present at the mourninghall. Kathleen walked over and looked at flowers in the hall. Charles’ curiosity got the better of himas he posed a query. “Did you replace who you were searching for?” Kathleen nodded to signal heranswer. She then asked, “Where are Mr. and Mrs. Macari?” “We've troubled them enough. I toldthem to go home to get some rest.” Charles sounded rather impassive. “How's it going?” “Don’tworry. Dorothy didn’t let anything out of her mouth,” explained Kathleen. “Some nerve she has,don't you think? Don't tell me you're letting her off the hook just like that?” Charles was baffled.Right then, Samuel came inside. Hearing the nearing footsteps, Charles turned to look at the source,only to flash the comer an inexplicable visage. Kathleen bit her lip upon witnessing Samuel'spresence. “I can't believe he actually came in.” “From what I can see, you can't get rid of him,”teased Charles. Kathleen said nothing while fishing out the letter that she had been keeping in herpocket. It was a letter penned by her late grandmother. In a flash, Charles could already recognizethe handwriting on the letter. “Where did you get this?” “It's lying on the cabinet next to Granny'sbed,” replied Kathleen. Charles knitted his brows. “No wonder you're not even one bit dubiousabout her passing.” “Nah... A letter doesn't prove anything. Perhaps she hadn't been forced toswallow the sleeping pills. Then again, we wouldn't know if there was anybody mentioning anythingelse to her before her demise.” As Charles listened to his sister's words, he was taken aback. “It's justlike what Vivian had been through,” added Kathleen as she lowered her gaze, concealing heremotions. Then came Charles’ hoarse voice. “What's written on it?” Unfolding the letter, Kathleenbegan reading aloud its content. “Charlie, Kate, when the two of you read this letter, I must'vealready gone with the wind. Don't grieve for me. I've long expected this. I'm also not in pain, so youdon't have to be upset. I've fallen for the wrong men in this lifetime. Be it Trevor or Hector, none ofthem have been truthful to me. It's okay, though, because I don't regret my decisions. I owed onlyto your mom, Rebecca.” Kathleen paused for a bit before going on, “Not only have I never carriedher in my arms, but I was also never given the chance to watch her grow up and build a family ofher own. Despite these regrets, I'm finally going to meet her, hug her, and tell her how much I'vemissed her. Kate, I know you're aware of the Hoover family. Even though that family blood runsdeep in you and your brother, I want both of you to know that you have my permission to lay afinger on them if they ever try to put you both in harm's way.” She then arrived at a suspensefulsentence. “Also, relay my message to Samuel.” Kathleen stopped making a sound abruptly as shespared a sidelong glance at Samuel. The latter met her gaze. “Say it.” His dark eyes were as deep asthe oceanic abyss. Hanging her head low, Kathleen proceeded. “Samuel, when some opportunitieswere missed, they would never be provided again. Kate is my precious granddaughter, so I guessshe more or less inherits my character. If she's been utterly disappointed, you would never be ableto make amends and salvage the entrance to her heart. Let her go, please.” At the end of the letterwas Frances’ signature. Samuel's attractive face was still giving off a rather faint yet imposing vibe.He appeared to be emotionless. No words came from his mouth. “That's all.” With that said,Kathleen kept away the letter. "Hmm... It seems as though Granny really didn't come across anyoneor anything recently.” A glum look washed over Charles’ face. “I think so.” Kathleen's eyes began towater. “I don't understand... Why did she end her life like that?” Her brother patted her shoulder andconsoled her, “Maybe she had finally accepted to be at peace with herself. Or, maybe she had cometo realize that there was no more reason for her to keep going on.” Deep down, Kathleen wasmoaning in pain. Charles reminisced about the past. “Ever since you got into trouble, Granny hadbeen missing you dearly. She often got hung up unwittingly on you when she looked at Eil and Desi.Now that you're back, the kids have you around, so maybe she figured it was about time.” Kathleensniffled and tried to retort. “So what gives? She still had us by her side.” At that juncture, a blackcheckered pattern handkerchief came into her sight. Running her gaze along the man's slenderhand, Kathleen eventually met his eyes. “Thanks.” She grabbed the handkerchief to wipe her tearsaway. “Old Mrs. Yoeger hadn't been in the pink of health for a very long time,” Samuel piped upwith his deep voice. “In particular, her condition had worsened recently. My grandma even told methat Old Mrs. Yoeger confessed to her that she couldn't even remember stuff sometimes. Worst still,she also couldn't cater to her own needs. She didn't want to be stripped of her dignity beforebreathing her last.” Kathleen was startled by that sudden revelation. “Everybody has their own takeon life. To your granny, she must've deemed her decision the best one,” comforted Samuel. Kathleentook a deep breath. “I still don't think she'd be willing to depart from this world, especially when theincident with the Hoovers had just gotten blown up. Not only was she cheated on by Trevor, but shewas also used by Hector and got separated from her child. She had never wished for any of that. Ibet she simply wanted to avoid staying intertwined with the Hoovers, knowing that we wouldsomeday send the Hoovers packing. Even so, I don't suppose she would've taken this path.”Something doesn't add up. Holding his sister's shoulder, Charles elaborated on his view instead."Kate, it could also be that Granny was exhausted with all this, considering her age. Like whatSamuel said, it was her decision.”