Divorce Anxiety
Chapter 386

Chapter 386 I Have Two Arms Kathleen held her breath, and her heart was racing maniacally.Thankfully, Samuel's reactions were swift, and he managed to pull his hand away. Regardless the tipof the blade still managed to cut his wrist. Kathleen's heart tensed. Oh no! Things won't be good ifSamuel's tendons got cut accidentally.

Dang it! Why does it have to be now? I don't have anything on me! The man lifted the blade andswung it at Samuel again. Unable to holdin her urge, Kathleen clenched her fists and prepared to goup against the opponent herself. “Stop!” Tyson's voice sounded exceptionally loud on the third floorof the underground warehouse. The man was taken aback by the sudden noise. When he saw themassive group of people running toward him, his eyes widened with shock. He clenched his jaw andswung his blade hard at Samuel. “Get lost!" Kathleen charged forward, locked her arm around theman's head from the back, and gave it a violent twist. Crack! In an instant, the man ceased to moveSeeing that, Kathleen loosened her grip and slumped to the ground. Samuel glanced at the man onthe ground who had stopped breathing. Enduring the excruciating pain in his wrist, he walkedtoward Kathleen, got to his knees, and pressed her head into his embrace. Tyson and the otherscame running over. Seeing that, Samuel ordered grimly, “Deal with him quietly.” “Got it." Tysonknew what he had to do. He ordered some of his men to approach and take the body away. Whenthat was done, Tyson caught sight of Samuel's wrist.

“Mr.

Macari, your hand—" Samuel shot Tyson a glare, causing the latter to shut his mouth. He thenlooked down at the woman in his embrace.

“It's okay.

No one will replace out.

Don't be scared.”

Kathleen bit her lip.

“I'm fine.

I just haven't experienced this for some time.” When she was finally calm, she examined Samuel'shand, noticing the cut was very deep. She lifted her head, looking at him withconcerned eyes.

“You should go to the hospital first.” “Okay.” Samuel nodded. Half an hour later, they arrived atthehospital. The doctor cleaned and bandaged Samuel's wound. Kathleen had been standing by theside and watching the entire process.

“Doctor, how is he?” “His bones aren't broken, but...” The doctor looked at her solemnly.

"His tendon is slightly injured.

Mr.

Macari's hand won't be the same anymore.” The color drained from Kathleen's face when she heardthat.

"What did you say?” The doctor fell silent. Sensing the panic in Kathleen's voice, Samuel glanced atthe doctor coldly and said, “I have two arms, anyway.” The doctor lowered his head andfocused onbandaging the arm.

“All right.

Remember to keep it dry and don't lift heavy things.

Take good care of it and it'll return to its original state.” Kathleen pinched her fingers. If it wasn't forme, Samuel wouldn't have gotten hurt.

In fact, he would be so badly injured.

That man was clearly targeting me.

Had Samuel not been there at that moment, I'd be dead meat by now. Samuel turned to herandused his uninjured hand to hold hers.

“Don't worry.

I have another hand.” Kathleen pursed her lips and said nothing. The doctor prescribed somepainkillers, and Kathleen went off to collect the medicine. When she wasgone, Samuel cast a sullenglance at the doctor, asking “Is it serious?” “Mr.

Macari, I'm going to be honest with you.

Your tendon was almost completely broken,” whispered the doctor.

“This kind of recovery is extremely tricky.

You must be careful.” Samuel understood the severity of his injury.

He then reminded grimly, “I trust you know what to say if she comes looking for you privately?” Thedoctor was puzzled.

"But Mr.

Macari, she's a doctor, too.” “You just need to know what to say.

That's all,” Samuel ordered.

"Okay.

I understand.” The doctor nodded.

“Don't worry, Mr.

Macari.” Samuel got up and prepared to leave. The doctor sighed resignedly as he stared atSamuel's large and dependable back. Right then, Kathleen came running back with the medicineinher hand. Samuel's charming face looked slightly pale.

"Don’t run.

I'm not in urgent need of those pills.” Kathleen merely squeezed the bag of pills and said nothing.“I'll need youto send me home.

I can't drive,” said Samuel with a deep voice

"Would that be too much of a trouble for you?” “No.” Kathleen shook her head. Fixing his eyesonher, he said, “Let's go.” She seems to be quite upset about me being injured. Even so, he was happyabout it. It meant that she was worried about him. Soon, Kathleen started the car and sent Samuelback to Florinia Manor. She was rather familiar with the place. Kathleen got out of the car withSamuel and walked into the house. Upon arriving at the room, Kathleen stood in front of Samuel,looking somewhat hesitant.

“I'm sorry, Samuel.

This happened all because of me.” He flashed a nonchalant smile at her.

"Don't worry about it.” “I've checked the medicines.” Kathleen bit her lip.

“Your injury is serious, right?” “Kathleen, the severity of my injury has nothing to do with you.

You don't have to feel responsible for it,” Samuel assured her with his deep, attractive voice.

“Surely you don't want me to force you to repay me with yourself?” Kathleen stiffened at his words.“I know you won't, and I won't force you to do it, either.

Stop worrying.

If you do that, it'll make me want to take advantage and bully you.” His voice was cold yet soothing.Hearing that, she froze, and a frown appeared on her forehead.

“What on earth is in your mind?” “You,” Samuel answered lazily.

“All I think about is you.” His answer rendered her at a loss for words. “Can you dome a favor?” heasked as he flashed a smile at her. “What is it?” “Can you prepare some warm water? I want toremove the blood on my wrist.

I'll also need you to help me change into a clean set of clothes.” Kathleen nodded. “Will you beuncomfortable with these requests?” Samuelasked, curious about her answer. “I'm indebted to you,after all.” “Sorry for the trouble,” he said with a smile. Kathleen then turned and walked into thebathroom. She wet a towel with warm water, wrung it, and walked out. Meanwhile, Samuel wassitting on the bed and using one hand to unbutton his shirt.

It was his right hand that got injured, which made it all the more difficult for him as he had to workwith his left. Kathleen strode over.

“Let me help you.” “Okay.” He nodded. Kathleen stretched out her hands and helped him undo thebuttons one by one, revealing his firm chest andeight packs.

A light-colored scar could be seen extending from his chest to his abdomen.

It resembled a giant centipede that was crawling on his body. It was Kathleen's first time seeing thescar ever since she losther memories. She had only heard about it from Charles. Apparently, Samueldid that to punish himself when she left, which almost cost him his life. Her heart started to tremblewhen she saw the scar. As Samuel lowered his gaze to look at the shocked Kathleen, anunfathomable gaze flitted across his eyes. After some time, Kathleen stopped herself from staring atthe scar.

She picked up the towel and wiped his wrist. When the dried blood was completely removed, sheentered the walk-in closetto help him get a set of fresh clothes. She realized men's clothing was notthe only type of clothing there; there were also women's. What was more surprising was that thewomen's clothing was of the latest design, and their tags were not removed yet. Kathleen casuallychose a shirt and brought it out of the walk-in closet. For some reason, seeing all that left asuffocating and painful feeling in her chest. Despite that, she helped Samuel to put on his shirtwordlessly. Samuel's complexion had turned paler. “Does it hurt?” Kathleen frowned deeply.

“You should take the medicine.” “Okay.” He nodded obediently. Kathleen took out the bag of pillsand popped them into herpalm.

She wanted to place them on his hand when he lowered his head and ate the pills from her palm.