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All Too Late novel Chapter 349

Chapter 349 You Seemed To Hate Me

“I…” Kathleen paused, then she sighed and said, “I don’t know either.”

Charles frowned slightly. Seeing that, Kathleen explained, “Actually, all I know is that his surname is Hoover. He never told me anything about himself.”

“Hoover?” Charles frowned harder.

“Do you remember someone once said Granny was quite close to someone with the same surname?”

“I’ve lost my memory,” Kathleen said flatly.

“The only answer I can give you is that I don’t remember it.” Charles’ face flushed with embarrassment. He had forgotten about that.

“Where’s your room?”

Samuel’s indifferent gaze was instantly filled with gentleness and affection when he looked at Kathleen.

“The first floor. There’s a room in there,” said Kathleen.

“Okay.” Samuel pushed her into the house and headed for the room. The room had a massive floor-to-ceiling window—the kind of windows Kathleen loved. She liked the feeling of having sunlight pouring into the house.

“This is fine. Thank you,” Kathleen said softly.

“Do you need me to carry you to the bed?” Samuel asked in a deep and gentle voice.

“It’s okay.” Kathleen shook her head gently. Samuel noticed her slight resistance toward him.

“So… Let’s talk again after you get some rest?” He knew Kathleen was avoiding him. In fact, he knew the exact thing she was afraid of as well. Even if she had lost her memory, her understanding and fear of him never disappeared.

“Okay.” Kathleen nodded.

“Eil will be here in a while. I’ve sent someone to bring over the children’s necessities, too.” Samuel squatted to look at her at eye level.

“Do you mind if I take a look around the house? I’m worried there might be some spots that the workers missed during renovation. I don’t want you and the children to get hurt.” Kathleen nodded.

“Go ahead. Eil and Desi are your children, too. It’s totally normal for you to be meticulous with things related to them.” Samuel smiled and hummed in agreement. Finally, he stood up and exited the room. Only then did Kathleen breathe a sigh of relief. She could not help but feel stressed when she was in Samuel’s presence.

For some unknown reason, Samuel’s gaze made her anxious. The feeling of being totally exposed, trapped, and helpless made her uneasy. Samuel’s too terrifying. He’s always watching me so intently. I’d always know he’s there, even if he does nothing. He’s like a deep pit I’d fall into once I make a wrong move. Ugh… He’s too scary!

“Mommy!” A boy’s childish voice traveled into the room. Kathleen turned sideways and spotted a little boy who looked like a spitting image of Samuel. Her red lips curled into a smile.

“You seemed to hate me when we last met.” Eil already knew Kathleen was Gizem. His ears flushed red, and he said embarrassedly, “I didn’t know that was you.”

“Of course, it’s not your fault.” Kathleen extended her hand.

“Come here.” Eil walked over and slipped his soft and tiny hand into hers. Mommy’s hands are so warm. And they’re so slender and soft.

“Mommy, Desi says we can stay here with you. Is that true?” Eil asked expectantly. Kathleen nodded.

“Of course, it’s true.” Being the more observant child, Eil asked, “Mommy, are you not planning to remarry Daddy?”

Kathleen fell silent for a while. Finally, she gathered her courage and admitted, “Eil, I don’t want to lie to you. I’ve lost my memory. For now, I might find it awkward to live with a stranger.”

“What about the last time?” Eil was a curious child.

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