Winning her back after divorce (Divorce anxiety)

Chapter 383

Chapter 383 Waging War Samuel did not utter a word as he got out of the car. While shooting him a

side glance, Charles’ decisive tone rangout.

“I'll take your silence as an agreement to this bet.

If Kate chooses Ryder, then you're not allowed to disrupt their relationship like you did with her and

Caleb.” Samuel did notstop walking even after hearing that. Only he was aware of his agonized,

bleeding heart at that moment. If Kathleen truly fears me, that means I can never be with her again.

Ever.

From today onward, she'll be someone else's girlfriend and wife-to-be.

I can no longer be close to her. Samuel looked as though he was in utter agony. At the same time, he

knew this was all hisfault—he deserved this fate. Will it truly require my death to gain Kathleen's

forgiveness? It's like we're back at square one.

Things are as miserable as they were back then. It felt as though he had stumbled into a deep, hell-like

pit, where he could not escape. Meanwhile, Kathleen arrived at the firstoffice building. It was located in

an industrial area outside of the city center. The building only had three floors, but they were spacious

and well lit. Kathleen was still wearing a black gown with the same colored suit draped across her

shoulders. The real estate agent was enthusiastic as he said, “This place is fairly decent, Ms.

Johnson.

It's newly built, and the previous company only occupied it for half a year.” “It’s a nice environment but a

little too far from the city,” Kathleen replied ina placid tone of voice. “Not at all.

It'll only take forty minutes to travel here by cab.” A chuckle came from Kathleen, who pointed out, “Do

you expect my employeesto take a cab here every time? Aren't you aware of how much it costs?” Her

reply shocked the agent.

“Gosh, it's my first time meeting someone who cares so much about her employees, but there’s a bus

service here.” “A bus service whichcomes around every thirty minutes.” Kathleen had already done her

research before arriving here that day, so she curtly said, “Forget it.

Show me the other location instead.” The agent nodded, but it was then that his phone rang.

“Sorry, I have to take this call.” “Go ahead,” Kathleen replied. Subsequently, the agent turned around to

answer his phone while Kathleen roamed around for a bit. She found the environment satisfactory,if not

for the inconvenient transportation issues. The place was clean, which she loved. Click! Clack! Click!

Clack! Suddenly, a series of heeled footsteps came from behind her. She soon turned around and

realized it was Dorothy. “Why are you here?” Kathleen was a little taken aback. Anger seethed from

Dorothy as she demanded, “I want my son back.” That garnered a scoff from Kathleen, who retorted,

“Zion has already told me the truth, Dorothy.

He’s not biologically related to the Hoover family.

It's merely a coincidence that he has a unique bodily physique.” Dorothy froze.

“How did he find out?” “Perhaps he overheard it when you guys discussed it.” Kathleen indifferently

added, “Therefore, why would I hand him overto you if he's not your son?” “However, according to the

law, I'm his legal guardian,” rebuked a frowning Dorothy. “Your guardianship can be revoked since

you've abandoned him once.” Kathleen flashed a half-smile. Every muscle in Dorothy's body tensed up

when she heard that. Seeing the former's reaction, Kathleen snidely remarked, “Perhaps you should

read more about the law.” Dorothy was so livid that she rushed up to grab Kathleen's wrist, and that

sparked an explosive annoyance in Kathleen, who instantly slapped the former. After Dorothy snapped

out from a daze, her features twisted into a scowl as she raised a palm to cup her reddened cheek.

“How dare you hit me!”

“Yeah, I just slapped you.

Do the same to me if you dare!” Kathleen snarled. Dorothy wasted no time in raising her hand. Smack!

The other side of her face had gotten slapped before shecould do anything. Kathleen then spoke up

derisively.

“How dare you try to slap me just because I told you to! Why don’t you ask Theodore about my life

during the past five years inAxeworth Corporation? Crushing trash like you daily is a piece of cake for

me!” Dorothy was so upset that her nose almost scrunched high up to her eyes. Even so, Kathleen

continued to chuckle contemptuously. I was exaggerating when I said I could beat up one person daily.

Although, the undeniable fact is that I've never been bullied, much less beaten up.

Who does Dorothy think she is? “If you don't hand Zion over to me, you’ll be wagingwar with the

Hoover family!” Dorothy threatened, “Let me tell you something, Kathleen.

The Hoover family isn't a force you can defeat! They're nothing like the Yoeger family!” Kathleen

snorted before resuming, “I don’t give twohoots.

They can come at me if they dare.

Also, I want you to relay this message to them.

If they have a bone to pick with me, have them send someone who actually has the powerto make

decisions in their family to see me.

I don't ever want to see a worthless person like you again.

Get lost!” “Just you wait!” Dorothy trembled with sheer rage before whipping around to leave. Kathleen

remained indifferent but eventually frowned when she noticed something was off. Whyisn't the agent

back yet? She then walked out of the building. It seemed like the real estate agent had ditched

Kathleen. She had arrived here in the agent's car earlier. Now that he had left, all she could do was hail

a cab home on her own. However, this was an industrial area, which meant she needed to go further

out to actually find a cab. Kathleen pinched the space between her brows. Ugh.

How unlucky! Just when she was speechless, a black Maybach pulled up in front of her. The license

plate was one she knew very well. It was not longbefore the door opened, and Samuel's husky voice

sounded.

“Hop in.

It won't be easy getting a cab here.” Kathleen did not wish to put herself in a difficultsituation, especially

since she wore high heels too. Her feet would undoubtedly be sore by the time she walked out of the

industrial area. Thus, she got into the Maybach. “Did you come here alone?” Samuel's gaze settled on

her as she took off her heels. A relieved look appeared on her face now that her feet were free. The

corners of Samuel's lips curled slightly.

It had been a while since he saw Kathleen with such an expression. “The real estate agent left me

behind,” Kathleen explained ina wry tone. “Have you found a place?” “Nope.” Kathleen shook her head. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

“This place is too far away.

Overall, I felt having a spot in the city would work better, so I asked the agent to take me there.

Little did I know he would ditch me after a phone call.” Preposterous! Samuel’s gaze darkened.

“You could've told me that you were looking for a property.

Why trouble yourself like this?” “There's no need.” Kathleen shook her head. When Samuel saw how

determined she was, something tightened in his chest.

He explained, “Don’t worry.

I’m merely recommending you a place.

You'll have to discuss the rental fees on your own.” He figured it was all right as long as he did not

interfere with her decisions. “You know a goodspot?” Kathleen blinked. “Yep, it's right in the city.”

Samuel drove while continuing, “The building has seven floors.

Although the size of every floor is a little small, the building has convenient access to transportation

and is in a decent environment.” “That sounds nice.

Could you take me?” “Sure,” Samuel answered huskily. He drove ahead with his attention fully pinned

on the roadahead. Kathleen could not help but sneak a glance at him. His aura remained imposing.

Even while sitting next to him, she could feel an immense sense of authority emanating from him.

Without a doubt, Samuel was her type on paper. Perhaps it washis jaw-dropping good looks, but

Kathleen felt no one could compare to him. The thought of that made her sigh. Samuel can win me

over with his looks alone.

As for everything else about him— “You've been staring at me for five minutes.” Samuel’s gravelly

voice sounded, breaking Kathleen outof her thoughts. “W-What?” She snapped put of her trance.

Suddenly, Samuel slowed the car to a halt. It made Kathleen increasingly nervous as she asked, “What

are you doing?” Samuel froze while unbuckling his seat belt.

He looked over at the adorably frightened woman and could not help chuckling.