When Kathleen woke up, she found that it was already the next morning.
She pinched between her eyebrows lightly.
There was a bottle of sleeping pills on the bedside table.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, followed by Charles’ voice. “Kate, are you awake? Can I go in?”
“Come in.” Kathleen let out a yawn as she sat up on the bed.
Charles pushed open the door and came into the room. “There’s an audition today.”
“Okay.” Kathleen hugged the pillow while she was in a daze.
Charles glanced at the bottle of sleeping pills on the bedside table. He asked anxiously, “Did you have a headache again?”
“Yes. I couldn’t fall asleep last night, so I took two pills.” Kathleen nodded lazily.
Charles clenched his fists. “You’ve already taken two?”
“The doctor said that there wouldn’t be a problem for me to increase the dose. Don’t worry,” replied Kathleen in a lazy voice.
“Is it because of Samuel? This is why I want him to stay away from you!” said Charles solemnly.
Kathleen put on a faint smile. “Charles, it’s no use running away from him. The doctor has said that it’s a psychological issue. I’ll have to get over it.”
Charles let out a sigh. “However, it’s him who has caused you the trauma.”
“I’m the one who doesn’t have a strong mentality. It’s not his fault. Charles, you shouldn’t overthink it. Samuel and I are even now. Just think of him as a normal person,” said Kathleen calmly.
“Okay, I promise you.” Charles nodded.
“I’m awake now. Wait for me downstairs.” As Kathleen had just yawned, her eyes looked gentle and misty.
“Okay.” Charles got up and left.
Kathleen stretched her arms.
She walked toward the window, wanting to draw the curtains and let the sunlight shine in.
However, she immediately closed the curtains the moment she opened them.
No! Samuel’s living on the opposite. I have to be aware of that pervert!
Ding!
Suddenly, her phone rang.
She picked it up and found that it was Samuel who had messaged her.
Samuel: “When will you be free to cook for me?”
Kathleen was stunned as she had completely forgotten about this matter.
Samuel: “Did you forget about it?”
Kathleen felt guilty.
Kathleen: “I have an audition to attend today. I’ll cook for you in the afternoon.”
Samuel: “Do you need me to prepare any ingredients?”
Kathleen: “It’s fine. I’ll bring them from home.”
Samuel: “The access code is your birthday. If I’m not around, you can go in first.”
Kathleen was at a loss for words.
She decided not to reply to Samuel further and went to take a bath instead.
Charles drove Kathleen to the casting location in his Bentley.
They arrived at the Macari Group building.
Kathleen looked at Charles and said, “Charles, are you sure this is the right location?”
“Yes. Kathleen, he’s stuck on you like a piece of gum,” answered Charles as he unfastened his seatbelt.
Kathleen was speechless.
They got out of the car together.
Dressing in a black suit with a dark grey color coat, Charles looked elegant and handsome.
Kathleen was in a pale yellow cashmere coat and a pair of white wide-legged pants, looking adorable and charming.
When she smiled, her eyes crinkled up, and her adorable teeth were shown. Looking particularly joyous, she was a likable lady at first glance.
She was sweet and delicate.
They entered the lobby.
Tyson walked over and said, “Mr. Johnson, Ms. Johnson, I’ve waited for a long time for both of you.”
Charles let out a light snort.
Kathleen tugged at his sleeves.
Charles looked at Tyson and explained, “I’m not targeting you. It’s your CEO who’s being inhumane.”
Tyson kept quiet. He has a point. I can’t argue with that.
“Please follow me,” said Tyson while flushing.
Kathleen and Charles followed him.
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