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All Too Late novel Chapter 361

Chapter 361 Want To Spend Time With You

“Okay, then. Have you decided how to spend the rest of your time?” Even under such circumstances, Kathleen appeared aloof.

Her words paused Samuel in his tracks.

How do I want to spend the rest of my time? I want to spend it with you. Would you agree, though?

Noticing his expression, Kathleen was taken aback. “Why are you looking at me like that? Don’t tell me…”

“I won’t make things difficult for you,” Samuel assured. His handsome face was void of any emotions.

Kathleen froze.

He won’t make things difficult for me? That means he’s thinking about it.

“You decide on your own. It’s your issue, after all.” There was no warmth in Kathleen’s voice.

It made Samuel feel incredibly miserable.

Standing by the side, Richard could no longer watch on. “Ms. Johnson, you seem to have forgotten that you’re a doctor. Have you forgotten your duty?”

“No, I haven’t. However, Mr. Macari didn’t ask for my help,” Kathleen retorted with an indifferent gaze.

Immediately, Richard looked at Samuel.

“Do you know how to save me?” Samuel asked.

“I can’t promise you, but I’ll try my best,” Kathleen said carefully.

Giving her a meaningful look, Samuel uttered, “All right. I’ll entrust my life to you.”

“Let me warn you this. I’m not certain that I can cure you. If I run out of options, I’ll tell you honestly. Don’t you blame me when that happens,” Kathleen cautioned.

“Don’t worry. He won’t blame you,” Richard chimed in.

His words earned him a glare from Samuel.

Hey, I’m just helping you!

Samuel withdrew his gaze and turned to Kathleen. “Just do what you can.”

Kathleen nodded. “Okay. Go and change now. I’ll contact the experts on this matter so they can give their opinions on your condition.”

Despite what she said, Samuel continued to look at her without moving an inch.

“Are you not busy with work?” Kathleen queried.

“I am.”

“Then why aren’t you leaving?” Kathleen was baffled.

“I’m dying soon. Can’t I choose how I want to live?” Samuel returned the question calmly.

A frosty glint flashed through Kathleen’s bright eyes as she paused momentarily. Then, she said, “I’m sorry. That was rude of me. You’re free to do whatever you want, Mr. Macari. I’ll take my leave now, as I have things to attend to.”

With that, she turned and exited the room.

A dark look descended upon Samuel’s face.

“Stop looking. She doesn’t care about you,” Richard remarked.

Samuel remained silent.

“Why don’t you take this opportunity to request something outrageous? Maybe you can ask her to marry you again since you’re dying soon,” Richard proposed.

“She’ll hate me even more if I do that. I’m content enough with how things are right now.”

“I don’t think so.” Taking in Samuel’s glum look, Richard teased, “Look at how miserable you are. You don’t even look like yourself anymore! If Kathleen hadn’t lost her memory, she’d be comforting you at this moment. Now, she’s urging you to go to work because she doesn’t even want to see you. Gosh, karma indeed bites back.”

Samuel shot him a sharp look. “Whose friend are you? Mine or hers?”

“Yours, of course. But my girlfriend, Gemma, is Kathleen’s best friend. Gemma thinks you deserve this.”

Not wanting to talk to him anymore, Samuel stood up and left to change his clothes.

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