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All Too Late novel Chapter 224

Kathleen said, “I didn’t forget about that.”

“That’s good, then.” Samuel gave her a gentle smirk. “I’m free all the time.”

He went inside shortly after saying this.

Kathleen massaged her sore temples.

Her head did not stop hurting.

She felt really helpless.

I have to make a deal with Samuel tomorrow.

With that thought, she turned around and went back.

Samuel closed the door when he saw her go in, but he was reluctant to draw the curtains.

He sat on the bed, looking at the opposite window, his eyes thoughtful.

The next day, after Kathleen had breakfast, she was ready to go to the set to film when Charles gave her the notice.

“Here, have a look.”

“I’ll read on the way,” Kathleen said.

“The director has instructed the actors to stay in a hotel arranged for by the crew for a few days,” said Charles blandly. “I’ll have someone pack and send your stuff over to you. It’ll be the end of the year soon. I reckon he wants to film more and give you all a proper vacation.”

Kathleen nodded in response. “Got it.”

Charles said worriedly, “I’ll have your meals prepared and sent over to you.”

“Okay.” Kathleen took the notice and went out.

She got in the car and glanced at her phone. Her schedule was full, and she was really busy enough.

When she got to the set, she put on makeup and got to filming. She did not wrap things up until late that night.

Throughout the day, she did not have time to deal with her personal affairs.

After managing to carve out a few precious minutes for herself, Kathleen gave Caleb a call.

However, Caleb did not answer.

Just as she was about to call him again, there was a knock on the door.

Who could it be?

Kathleen went to open the door.

To her surprise, she found Caleb standing there.

“I received your call, Ms. Johnson.” Caleb curved his lips into a smirk.

Kathleen looked at him in puzzlement. “Why are you here?”

“Didn’t you ask me to come?” Caleb raised his eyebrows.

“I couldn’t get through.” Kathleen was speechless.

“I brought you a late-night snack.” Caleb held up an insulated lunch box in his hand. “Aren’t you going to invite me in?”

“Please, of course.” Kathleen promptly ushered him inside.

He stepped leisurely past the threshold as Kathleen fiddled with the door and the lock.

Caleb put down the lunch box in his hand. “I’ve made you your favorite.”

“Thank you.” Kathleen was a tad sheepish at the gesture.

Caleb unbuttoned his suit and sat down. “Eat. You must be hungry after a day of filming.”

Kathleen sat down and opened the lid.

The food inside was still hot, and it was her favorite dish.

“Thank you.” Kathleen did not expect Caleb to be so thoughtful.

Caleb twiddled with his thumbs absentmindedly before saying, “It was my first time making it. I hope you don’t mind.”

His first time?

Kathleen was surprised. “You can cook?”

Caleb smirked. “You say that like it’s hard.”

Kathleen picked up her utensils and took a bite.

She then nodded in satisfaction. “Wow, Caleb! You’ve cooked this very well!”

“I’m just talented in many things,” Caleb said coolly. “It’s not just cooking.”

Kathleen was stunned. She didn’t know what to say.

Caleb glanced at her sideways. “You definitely didn’t call me for no reason. Did you need something?”

“Remember the medicines I asked you to get for me the last time? I need more.” Kathleen hesitated before continuing, “You see, I’m treating your sister’s condition very carefully.”

Caleb was quiet for a bit. “You need them for Samuel?”

Kathleen nodded.

He laughed self-deprecatingly. “Do you think I’m that shameless? To make you devoted to me by using medications as motivation?”

Kathleen’s response was icy. “I know you’re not that kind of person, but I wanted to make things clear.”

Caleb’s dark eyes were solemn. “As long as I can provide it, you can have it. There’s no need to explain yourself to me, nor will I ask you to.”

Kathleen looked at him in surprise.

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