Kathleen gritted her teeth. “Samuel, you’ve gone too far!”
“Then tell me the truth.” Samuel’s face was dark.
He did not want to use this method to force her.
However, Kathleen’s temper had been getting worse recently.
She was no longer as gentle as before.
In other words, she was still a gentle and cute bunny who was only not friendly with him.
“A child was acting up. He accidentally bit me when I was trying to help,” Kathleen explained vaguely.
“Accidentally?” Samuel grabbed her hand and tore off the large band-aid on the wound.
The bite mark was deep.
“You’re not allowed to go there anymore.” Samuel was very displeased as he looked at her fair and tender hand.
“I’m still going there.” Kathleen pulled her hand away. “Those children and everyone else needs help. It was just an accident.”
“Do you know how dangerous those children are? This time, they injured your hand. Who knows where you will get injured next time,” Samuel said sternly.
Kathleen pursed her lips. “Those children are not dangerous. As long as they don’t get provoked, they are very well-behaved. Besides, did you think that their parents wanted them to become like that?”
Samuel frowned. “What kind of attitude is this?”
I’m doing this for your own good!
Kathleen knew that she was agitated.
She was afraid that her negative emotions would affect her baby negatively.
The insecurity, agitation, and fear she felt were all for her baby.
However, she could not talk about it to anyone. There was no one she could turn to for advice.
She knew that she could possibly have prenatal depression.
However, despite this knowledge, there was nothing she could do.
“Fine. Do whatever you want.” Samuel got angry and left.
Kathleen’s tears rolled down her face.
Since when have I become such a weak crybaby? I want to endure it, but I can’t take it anymore.
Samuel did not hesitate as he drove away.
He felt that he had lost his mind.
He thought it was a good idea to go home earlier to accompany Kathleen since she had been in a bad mood for the past few days.
However, he did not expect to get into an argument with her.
He should not have been kind.
Kathleen wiped her tears and returned to the mansion as if nothing had happened.
During dinner time, she did not go to the dining room.
She had no appetite.
Holding the picture book Federick had given her, Kathleen settled on the couch.
Federick was great at writing stories.
In his story, Madeline was a gentle and sensible child who could not speak.
She broke into the witch’s territory to ask for medicine to save her father.
The Madeline in the story was brave and strong.
In the end, she managed to win the witch over, and the latter gave her the medicine.
That was the end of the story.
There were no descriptions of how Madeline returned home or how she saved her father.
It was probably in the sequel.
However, Kathleen loved this story.
In the story, Madeline used tree leaves as a boat and made friends with fireflies.
Both the text and illustrations were warm and therapeutic.
After a quick search online, she found that The Adventures of Madeline was a bestseller, and everyone was looking forward to the sequel.
Kathleen also felt that her heart had healed.
She gave Federick a call.
“Frederick, it’s me.” Kathleen’s voice was gentle.
“Kathleen, is something wrong?” Federick had just exited Madeline’s room after she fell asleep.
“I finished reading the book.” Kathleen pursed her lips. “Frederick, should I try being an illustrator?”
“Are you interested?” Federick was a little surprised.
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