Winning her back after divorce (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 water

and 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 many

times 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 she looked

and swallowedhard.

“You didn't leave?” “Who's going to take care of you if I leave?” asked Kathleen, puzzled. Her reply

made 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 while

before he replied, “I’mnot hungry.” Kathleen rose to her feet and switched on the light. She stood next

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 she turned

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 to

prepare 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 and

said, “Let go of me, then.” Samuel gradually released his grip. Then, Kathleen walked out ofthe room.

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 in her

mind, regardless of what shetook him as. Lying on the bed, he placed his left arm on his forehead.

His lips curled into a bright smile. A few minutes later, Kathleen brought the food upstairs. Upon

entering 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 thecoffee

table.

“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 the same

time, witha composed expression, Kathleen sat across from him and watched him. He looks so frail

when he's injured.

Despite that, he still looks elegant while eating no matter how hungry he is. Suddenly, Samuel stopped

eating. He looked up, and his dark eyes met Kathleen’s. Lookingcomposed, Kathleen stared at him.

“Why did you stop eating? Is the food not to your liking?” Samuel shook his head lightly. “What’s wrong

then?” Kathleen furrowed her brows. “Why do youkeep looking at me?” Samuel asked solemnly. For

the first time, he felt uneasy under her gaze. At that point, Kathleen realized that she had 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 faint blush

rose to Samuel’s cheeks. Kathleen looked at him and urged, “Eatup! Go get some rest after you finish

eating.

There are some matters I need to attend to tomorrow, so I have to go to bed early too.” “What is it?”

Samuel frowned. “I’m going ona date with Ryder,” Kathleen explained. A date? Samuel felt a strange

feeling welling up in his chest. “Have we gone on a date?” Kathleen asked curiously. Her question

came as a bolt out of the blue, stunning Samuel. Indeed, they had never gone out for a date 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 his wound

slightly achingagain. Kathleen flashed a smile and said, “You don't seem like you enjoy this

conversation, do you?” Her sudden question left Samuel at a loss for words. “Didn't you say that we'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 find out tomorrow.” Samuel's face grew sullen. He felt that Kathleen did that on purpose, yet

there was nothing he could do to prove his assumption. He hurriedlyfinished the food even though he

had no appetite. After the meal, Kathleen kept everything and placed them in the corridor. The

housekeeper 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 on

the couch, removed her shoes, and lay on her back. Even though the two were not thatclose to one

another, they could hear each other's breathing. Samuel closed his eyes and felt his heart wrenching.

It was as though all kinds of emotions were stirring within him. As expected, he could not bear

seeingKathleen being together with another man. He was aware of how possessive he was, yet there

was nothing he could do. Kathleen would not care about it at all. It hurt so bad that he found it slightly

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 else would go. A

place where there was only two of them, and they could be together forever. No one could ever break

them up. However, Kathleen definitely would not agree to it. With his mind awash with a gamut of

thoughts, Samuel gradually drifted off to sleep. Kathleen could tell he had fallen asleep just by listening

to his steady breathing. She turned sideways and looked at Samuel. The dim rays cast on half of his

delicate face, leaving another half of it in the dark. Samuel always gave off a domineering 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 a little longer. After a long time,

she let out a sigh and closed her eyes. The next day, it was already eight o'clock when Kathleen woke

up. She sat right up and grabbed her phone. Just then, Ryder's call came in. “It's me.

Where should I pick you from?” asked Ryder, smiling. “I'm at Florinia Manor.” Kathleen lifted the quilt.

She was confused for a moment when she noticed that the thin blanket on herlast night had already

been replaced with a quilt. Could it be Samuel who covered me with the quilt? As that thought crossed

her mind, she looked in the direction of the bed, and Samuel was nowhere to be seen. He woke up that

early? “Okay.

See you later.” Kathleen hung up the phone. She walked toward the bathroom, and Samuel was just

comingout from there. There were still water droplets on his charming face. Kathleen was stunned for a

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“Why didn't you wipe your face clean?” As she said that, she grabbed the towel from the side and

helped him wipe his face. Dumbfounded byher sudden act, Samuel stood rooted to the spot. He had

never been that close to Kathleen in such a long time. Kathleen had always felt distant and

unapproachable.

He just could not go anywhere near her. Now that Kathleen was helping him to wipe off the water on

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 not

reply a word. “By theway, could I borrow the women's clothing in your closet?” asked Kathleen.