Christopher was offended by Kathleen’s distrust of him.
However, he knew that he could not force her to trust him as well.
It was his incapability that prevented her from believing him wholeheartedly.
However, she had an indescribable trust toward Samuel, be it good or bad.
Her understanding of Samuel was deeply engraved in her.
“Rest well. I’m going to make a move first.” Christopher got up to leave.
Kathleen sighed.
Samuel stared at her with his dark eyes as he asked. “Should I be happy?”
Kathleen stared back at him. “Happy about what?”
“Happy that you trust me more than Christopher.” Samuel raised a brow.
Kathleen snorted coldly, “What’s there to be happy about? Do you think it’s something that you should be proud of?”
Samuel’s brows furrowed.
“You think that I treat you differently compared to others but you don’t know that these were my sufferings back then.” Kathleen’s voice was soft and hoarse. “Because I know you too well, that’s why I can read all your minor expressions. I’ve learned how to observe your expressions, afraid that you’ll dislike me if I don’t. I’ve been trying to play my role as that perfect wife but we still ended up with divorce.”
Samuel’s face darkened.
“I was constantly wondering. Must it always be like this?” Kathleen was frowning. “Must I understand you so well and please you so much? There was a voice in my head back then, telling me that you’ll fall in love with me if I try harder. Maye if I just wait for a bit longer, then you’ll notice how good I am. But all my hard work was wasted once Nicolette was back.”
Samuel’s voice was slightly hoarse. “I…”
“I’m not reprimanding you by saying it all out, Samuel.” Kathleen took a deep breath. “It’s just that I realized that you won’t care about that person no matter how much she loves you because you don’t love her. Likewise, it’s because you don’t love me, that’s why you tend to ignore whatever I do. Isn’t that right?”
Samuel was silent.
“How much do you know about me, Samuel?” Kathleen was biting her red lips. “Aside from those shallow stuff, how much do you know about my inner thoughts?”
“I…. I don’t know.” Samuel spoke hoarsely. “I’m sorry.”
“You really don’t know.” Kathleen’s voice was deep. “But it means that you still have some self-awareness, judging by the fact you’re admitting this. Here’s what, Samuel. I rejected Christopher not because he wasn’t as good as you but because I just wanted to simplify things. I didn’t return for the Morris family, the Corbyn family, or whatever. I just wanted to quickly settle all these unimportant things. Do you understand?”
Samuel stared at her with his deep eyes. “Is it perhaps that I’m one of those unimportant things too?”
“Yes.” Kathleen could not help but nod. “You sure are. I initially thought that we’ll just become strangers when we meet again. But little did I expect you to cling to me.”
She could not understand that.
“So I’ve never been a part of your plan?” Samuel asked.
She nodded slowly.
Heh!
Samuel smiled coldly. “The truth always hurts more than lies.”
Kathleen pursed her lips.
Samuel raised his hands and placed his thumb on her red lips. He gently caressed them. “But what should I do? I think I’m feeling down but I can’t bring myself to leave.”
Kathleen was frowning.
“Back then, I wasn’t afraid because I took your love for granted. I knew that you’d always be waiting for me no matter how many times I left.” Samuel’s voice was low. “Now, I’m not afraid to leave too because you don’t love me, but I love you.”
Kathleen stared at the cold man before her. She could not believe that those words came out from him.
Samuel was overflowing with ferocity. The air surrounding them turned cold.
Kathleen shivered a bit.
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