Divorce Anxiety
Chapter 388

Chapter 388 Going On A Date Samuel thought he was hallucinating when he heard Kathleen's voice.It was only when he saw her handthat he eventually realized she was real. He took the glass of waterand swallowed the medicine.

Under the light, his handsome face looked pale yet frail. Kathleen looked at him impassively.

“Is there a need to torture yourself like this?” Samuel shot her a sideways glance.

His gaze darkened as he said, “I'm really in pain.” “You had been injured and had fallen sick so manytimes before.

Don’t you know what's drug resistance?” Kathleen frowned.

“Isn't what you're doing now considered torturing yourself?” Samuel stared at how furious shelooked and swallowedhard.

"You didn't leave?” “Who's going to take care of you if I leave?” asked Kathleen, puzzled. Her replymade Samuel's mind goblank for a second.

In a deep, hoarse voice, he asked, “Did you stay to take care of me?” Hearing that,Kathleenchuckled.

“If not, did you think I stayed to watch you torture yourself?” Samuel pursed his lips. “By the way,don't take your medicinebefore your meal.

It's going to hurt your stomach.” Kathleen gave him an indifferent look. Samuel paused for a whilebefore he replied, “I'mnot hungry.” Kathleen rose to her feet and switched on the light. She stoodnext to the bed as she cast her gaze upon that man who looked sick yet charming.

“I can't do anything if you wish to do things that harm yourself.

If you don't need me here, I can leave.” Samuel fell silent. Kathleen's gaze darkened before sheturned around. Right then, Samuel reachedout and grabbed her wrist.

His deep eyes beamed as he asked, “Is there anything for me to eat?” “I told the housekeeper toprepare some food.

If you want to eat them, I'll heat them up and bring them to you.

Is that okay?” Kathleen asked flatly. “Sure.” Samuel nodded. Kathleen stared at his slender hand andsaid, “Let go of me, then.” Samuel gradually released his grip. Then, Kathleen walked out oftheroom. The next instant, Samuel swiftly pinched his own thigh hard. I'm not dreaming! It's real!Kathleen really stayed to take care of me. Everything seemed too good to be true, but nonetheless,he was over the moon. In fact, he did not ask for much.

He only wished to hold a place in Kathleen's heart. It would be enough for him that she had him inher mind, regardless of what shetook him as. Lying on the bed, he placed his left arm on hisforehead.

His lips curled into a bright smile. A few minutes later, Kathleen brought the food upstairs. Uponentering the room, she saw Samuelsitting on the couch obediently.

He was staring at her deeply at the same time. She walked over and placed the food on thecoffeetable.

“They're all something light.

Have some.” Samuel gave her a slight nod. He took the spoon and ate the food bit by bit. At thesame time, witha composed expression, Kathleen sat across from him and watched him. He looks sofrail when he's injured.

Despite that, he still looks elegant while eating no matter how hungry he is. Suddenly, Samuelstopped eating. He looked up, and his dark eyes met Kathleen's. Lookingcomposed, Kathleen staredat him.

"Why did you stop eating? Is the food not to your liking?” Samuel shook his head lightly. “What'swrong then?” Kathleen furrowed her brows. “Why do youkeep looking at me?” Samuel askedsolemnly. For the first time, he felt uneasy under her gaze. At that point, Kathleen realized that shehad been staring at him all the while. Seemingly trying to brush things off, she chuckled.

“That's because you're good-looking.

Didn't they say that if we stare at good-looking people more often, we will feel delighted?” A faintblush rose to Samuel's cheeks. Kathleen looked at him and urged, “Eatup! Go get some rest afteryou finish eating.

There are some matters I need to attend to tomorrow, so I have to go to bed early too.” “What isit?” Samuel frowned. “I'm going ona date with Ryder,” Kathleen explained. A date? Samuel felt astrange feeling welling up in his chest. "Have we gone on a date?” Kathleen asked curiously. Herquestion came as a bolt out of the blue, stunning Samuel. Indeed, they had never gone out for adate before. “I guess not.” Smiling, Kathleen continued, “I'm really looking forward to it.

I wonder if Ryder will bring me to a movie or take me shopping? Either is fine, though.

It'd be perfect if we go for a candlelight dinner at night!” Samuel did not say a word. He felt hiswound slightly achingagain. Kathleen flashed a smile and said, “You don't seem like you enjoy thisconversation, do you?” Her sudden question left Samuel at a loss for words. “Didn't you say thatwe're friends? Can't friends talk about this topic?” Kathleen still wore a faint smile on her face.Samuel replied coldly, “Go ahead as you please.” Kathleen shrugged.

“Fine.

I'm not going to keep this conversation going.

We will replace out tomorrow.” Samuel's face grew sullen. He felt that Kathleen did that on purpose, yetthere was nothing he could do to prove his assumption. He hurriedlyfinished the food even thoughhe had no appetite. After the meal, Kathleen kept everything and placed them in the corridor. Thehousekeeper would come to collect them in the morning. In the room, Samuel lay on the bed.

His eyes looked dull, almost vacuous. Then, his gaze fell upon Kathleen. Meanwhile, Kathleen sat onthe couch, removed her shoes, and lay on her back. Even though the two were not thatclose to oneanother, they could hear each other's breathing. Samuel closed his eyes and felt his heartwrenching.

It was as though all kinds of emotions were stirring within him. As expected, he could not bearseeingKathleen being together with another man. He was aware of how possessive he was, yet therewas nothing he could do. Kathleen would not care about it at all. It hurt so bad that he found itslightly hard to breathe. Whenever he recalled the time when Kathleen had almost married Caleb,he felt the urge to knock Kathleen out and bring her somewhere far away, somewhere nobody elsewould go. A place where there was only two of them, and they could be together forever. No onecould ever break them up. However, Kathleen definitely would not agree to it. With his mind awashwith a gamut of thoughts, Samuel gradually drifted off to sleep. Kathleen could tell he had fallenasleep just by listening to his steady breathing. She turned sideways and looked at Samuel. The dimrays cast on half of his delicate face, leaving another half of it in the dark. Samuel always gave off adomineering aura no matter what he did. She could feel her heart racing as she stared at him.However, she still found it hard to accept how stubborn Samuel was, so she decided to wait for alittle longer. After a long time, she let out a sigh and closed her eyes. The next day, it was alreadyeight o'clock when Kathleen woke up. She sat right up and grabbed her phone. Just then, Ryderscall came in. “It's me.

Where should I pick you from?” asked Ryder, smiling. “I'm at Florinia Manor.” Kathleen lifted thequilt. She was confused for a moment when she noticed that the thin blanket on herlast night hadalready been replaced with a quilt. Could it be Samuel who covered me with the quilt? As thatthought crossed her mind, she looked in the direction of the bed, and Samuel was nowhere to beseen. He woke up that early? “Okay.

See you later.” Kathleen hung up the phone. She walked toward the bathroom, and Samuel was justcomingout from there. There were still water droplets on his charming face. Kathleen was stunnedfor a moment.

"Why didn't you wipe your face clean?” As she said that, she grabbed the towel from the side andhelped him wipe his face. Dumbfounded byher sudden act, Samuel stood rooted to the spot. Hehad never been that close to Kathleen in such a long time. Kathleen had always felt distant andunapproachable.

He just could not go anywhere near her. Now that Kathleen was helping him to wipe off the wateron his face, he really wished his face wouldbe wet all the time. “All right.

I'm going out.

Just call the housekeeper if you need any help,” Kathleen stated flatly. Nonetheless, Samuel did notreply a word. “By theway, could I borrow the women's clothing in your closet?” asked Kathleen.