Chapter 219 Must Die
Caleb heard Kathleen’s grumbles, but he did not get mad at her.
I bet she isn’t doing this to me only.
“Okay. I got it. I’ll not bother you anymore,” assured Caleb in a hoarse voice.
He hung up the phone as soon as he left those words behind.
Holding her forehead, Kathleen felt so worn.
She felt her head throbbing.
Caleb looked up and stared at the window. Then, he got into the car and drove off.
He was determined to win Kathleen over.
At the same time, Samuel was listening silently outside Kathleen’s room with his arms crossed.
His lips curled into a subtle smile.
At least she hasn’t thought about dating Caleb. Since she has so many things to accomplish, I’ll fulfill her wishes as long as she’s happy!
The next day, Kathleen went downstairs to have breakfast after freshening up.
Charles and Samuel seemed exceptionally composed at the dining table.
Then, she sat down.
Samuel and Charles held up a glass of milk respectively at the same time, wanting to give it to her.
Kathleen took a bite of the toast and said, “I can manage on my own.”
The two men exchanged glances and released their grips.
Kathleen was rendered speechless.
She took the glass of milk over and sipped it slowly.
“Samuel, did your house get burned?” Charles began with his sarcasm.
Samuel flashed him a wide smile. “Which house did you mean?”
Charles was rendered speechless. He had already lost when the fight had just begun.
“Since you have so many houses, why are you at my house, then? You even took my clothes to wear last night,” Charles complained angrily.
“Let me correct you. This house belongs to you and Kate. Kate agreed, so I moved in. As for your clothes, I already bought them,” Samuel explained patiently.
“You bought them?” Charles fumed, “I haven’t even worn them yet! Those were birthday gifts given to me by Kate!”
“That was why I bought them at the original price. If not, name me your price. I’ll pay you.” Samuel wore a grin.
Charles was breathing heavily.
He lost in the second round, too.
“Get out of my house today!” Charles slammed the table.
Looking rather composed, Samuel cast his gaze upon Kathleen. “Do I need to stay for another night today?”
“No.” Kathleen shook her head.
“Did you hear that? Get lost!” Charles was agitated.
Kathleen stared at Samuel calmly. “I’ll look for you later and treat you at your home.”
“Okay,” Samuel replied with a nod.
Charles was beyond speechless.
And that was the third round he lost.
“Charles,” Kathleen called out.
Charles immediately came back to his sense. “What’s the matter?”
“Go visit Granny at the hospital today. Inform me if she’s awake. Remember not to let Vanessa and the others approach Granny,” reminded Kathleen.
“All right. I’ll go now.” Charles finished his cup of coffee and rose to his feet.
“Drive safe,” said Kathleen.
Patting Kathleen’s shoulder, Charles stated indifferently, “Remember, tell him to get lost! Also, call me to go with you if you’re going to his house.”
“Charles, are you that free?” Kathleen questioned softly.
“What do you mean? I have plenty of time to keep you safe from a pervert.” Charles shot Samuel a cold glare and turned around.
Kathleen glanced at Samuel. “Do you really have to trigger my brother?”
“I was only telling the truth. The clothes you bought for him suit me better,” Samuel said confidently.
“I bought those clothes for my brother. Why do you need so many clothes? Is there a need to snatch his?” Kathleen spoke helplessly.
“Because… I like them,” Samuel replied in his deep voice.
In truth, he wanted to say he only liked them because Kathleen was the one who bought them.
Kathleen was troubled. “Give those clothes back to Charles. I’ll get you new ones.”
“Serious?” Samuel looked at her, his gaze filled with anticipation.
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