Listening to Christopher’s words, Kathleen felt touched.
However, she thought she was being too arrogant.
She just couldn’t feel the same way as he did.
She tried to, but her heart didn’t listen to her.
Of course, she could tell that Christopher was indeed a good man.
Perhaps it was because he was too good for Kathleen, so she didn’t want to treat him that way. It was too cruel to Christopher.
Christopher patted her head. “Kate, don’t think too much. I’m not trying to force you. I’m just worried you’ll misunderstand my relationship with Astrid. There’s nothing going on between us, I promise. Even though we had an engagement in the past, we have only met a few times. Moreover, we canceled the engagement long ago.”
Kathleen looked at him with overwhelmed emotions. “Chris, thank you for making me feel safe.”
Christopher smiled. “Then sleep well with this sense of security.”
“Okay.” Kathleen nodded and shut her eyes.
Christopher stared at her sleeping face. His lips curled up as his hand was still holding Kathleen’s. She didn’t push him away.
Maybe Kathleen has some sort of feelings for me. It’s just because she has been hurt in a relationship before, so she has become extra careful about love. That’s why she’s rejecting me again and again. It’s okay. I can wait. I’ll wait until the day she completely lets go of the past.
Outside the door, Samuel heard the conversation between them in the room, and his gaze darkened. He left while carrying the things in his hand.
John looked at him, bewildered. “Mr. Macari?” he called tentatively.
“Give this to Kathleen.” After Samuel passed the things in his hand to John, he turned and walked away.
John gazed at the things in his hand and slightly frowned.
Samuel drove alone and headed to the seaside.
When he reached, he got off the car. He was smoking a cigarette as the chilly sea breeze blew at him.
He told himself to stay calm and rational.
Christopher’s confession was nothing since Kathleen didn’t accept it.
Nonetheless, Samuel knew that Kathleen’s heart had wavered.
Christopher was better than Samuel in many aspects.
When there was a misunderstanding, Christopher would explain it to Kathleen to give her a sense of security.
At that, Samuel had lost to him.
Kathleen resisted Samuel so much that he had to force every chance to get close to her.
I’m not a part of Kathleen’s world anymore. Not anymore…
Cough! Cough!
Samuel began to cough, and Tyson quickly came to him.
“Mr. Macari!” shouted Tyson.
He immediately dropped a coat over Samuel. “Mr. Macari, please stop torturing yourself like this. Your body can’t take it,” he said worriedly.
“It’s fine,” Samuel replied indifferently.
“Mr. Macari, I know you’re desperate to pursue Mrs. Macari’s heart. However, if your body is worn out, Christopher will win without a fight!” Tyson added.
“Tyson, if I’m dead, do you think Kathleen will feel sad for me? Years later, will she remember me?” Samuel asked in a low and husky voice.
“Mr. Macari, you won’t die,” answered Tyson, feeling bitter in his heart.
Tyson knew Samuel was heartbroken and regretted everything he had done in the past.
However, Kathleen was deeply hurt too. Nothing could be changed unless they could travel back in time.
He genuinely hoped that Kathleen and Samuel could be happy.
“She won’t remember me, will she? Perhaps she would feel pleased and satisfied,” said Samuel, his voice croaked. He continued, “Tyson, I like her so much. I really…”
Before he could finish, Samuel collapsed into Tyson’s arms.
“Mr. Macari!” Tyson panicked.
What should I do?
At midnight, when Kathleen woke up, Christopher had gone home.
She was still feeling unwell.
After getting off her bed, she changed her clothes, wore her hat and mask, and left her residential place alone.
She wanted to go to the hospital but didn’t wish to trouble anyone.
Therefore, she called a cab and came to the hospital.
When she arrived, she walked to the counter for registration.
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