Rolling her eyes at Charles, Kathleen didn’t say anything else as she ate her oatmeal quietly.
Upon seeing that, Charles displayed a satisfied smile.
Samuel fixed his gaze on Kathleen, and his lips curled into a smile.
Charles blocked Samuel’s sight and waited for him with a grin.
Samuel wasn’t bothered with him because he was Kathleen’s elder brother.
He was determined not to do anything to make Kathleen hate him anymore.
“Mr. Macari!” Just then, Tyson came back with a lot of stuff.
Kathleen shifted her gaze toward him.
Tyson was carrying a load of clean clothes, some meals, and a large stack of documents in his hands.
Seeing that scene, Kathleen was rendered speechless.
He’s out of his mind. Even now, he’s still thinking about work.
“Mr. Macari, I’ve brought your stuff for you,” Tyson uttered faintly.
He was worried that no one would take care of Samuel.
“Okay. Thanks,” Samuel responded gently.
At that moment, Tyson’s heart skipped a beat.
Since when did Mr. Macari become so polite? Something must be off!
“Mr. Macari, Sebastian knows that Ms. Johnson is here. Hence, he asked me to prepare another portion for her,” Tyson added.
“Okay.” Samuel nodded. “I’m not that petty.”
Charles felt like he was mocked.
Putting the stuff down, Tyson carried up a pink bag and smiled. “Ms. Johnson, here’s some stew that Sebastian asked me to bring for you.”
“Thank you,” Kathleen responded with gratitude.
“I hope you’ll like it.” Tyson put the pink bag down. “There’re some other snacks inside too.”
Upon saying that, he retreated to Samuel’s side and started preparing food for the latter.
Kathleen ate some oatmeal and then stopped.
Right away, Charles took out a small cake. “There are strawberry flavor and yellow peach flavor.”
“Thanks, Charles.” Kathleen smiled meekly like a cat.
Charles smiled in response. I have only one sister. Of course, I’ll pamper her.
Samuel took a glance at them. As a matter of fact, he never knew that Kathleen liked to eat those stuff.
Charles took care of her for a while, and soon the visit time came to an end.
Charles had no choice but to leave.
Tyson had to leave as well.
Furrowing his brows, Charles stared at Kathleen with concern while whispering, “If this man does anything to you at night, just scream. If you have no choice, you can smash him with stuff as well.”
Kathleen blinked her eyes. “Charles, that won’t be necessary.”
After all, Samuel is a prideful man. He won’t try to conquer a woman with such methods.
“You have no idea at all.” Charles stared at her with a complicated look. “Anyway, just remember what I said. I’ve set up an emergency contact on your phone. If you encounter anything, just press on it, and the information will be sent to my phone. Then, I will come over immediately.”
“All right. I got it.” Kathleen brushed him off.
Charles poked her forehead gently. “I’ll come again first thing tomorrow.”
“Okay.” Kathleen looked at him faintly.
Charles couldn’t comprehend why Kathleen trusted Samuel so much.
In his eyes, Samuel seemed like a man who would do anything to achieve his goal.
Charles could see that the latter was confident about winning Kathleen’s heart.
That was why he was so concerned that Kathleen might fall for him.
At that moment, Kathleen cast a helpless look at Charles. Why does he not trust me at all? Do I look like I’m still into Samuel like before?
She couldn’t wrap her head around what made Charles so worried.
After Charles and Tyson left, the ward fell into an awkward silence.
Kathleen grabbed her glass and drank the water quietly. She looked utterly adorable.
Just then, Samuel uttered faintly, “I might go to sleep late, so I need to keep the bed light on. Would you mind that?”
Kathleen shook her head. “It’s fine. I’m not sleepy either. I want to read through some scripts.”
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