All Too Late novel Chapter 387

Chapter 387 You Will Be Gone

“Water,” Samuel croaked. Kathleen immediately poured some water into a glass and placed it in front of him. However, he still did not stretch out his hands.

Just like what he did earlier, he simply lowered his head and placed his lips at the edge of the cup. Seeing that, Kathleen raised the glass so he could drink the water. Samuel swallowed the pills and lay on the bed. Following that, Kathleen helped him to remove his shoes and tucked him into bed. In the meantime, he had been watching her with a warm smile on his handsome face. Though his hand hurt, seeing Kathleen taking care of him filled his heart with warmth.

“Get some sleep,” Kathleen breathed.

“The pills have a sleep-inducing effect.Your hand won't hurt once you're asleep.” Samuel's thin lips moved slightly.

“But you'll be gone when I wake up, right?” The woman did not answer him.

“Go to sleep.” Samuel's throat tightened as sorrow grew in his heart. He knew Kathleen would not be moved by his actions. Even if he got injured because of her, her heart would not soften. However, he could not force her to feel the way he wanted her to.

Feeling helpless, he shut his eyes. The effect of the medicine kicked in, and he soon fell asleep. Kathleen finally heaved a sigh of relief. She sat by the side of the bed and stared at the ceiling, letting out a deep sigh. This is quite a messy matter.

I don't want to owe him anything, nor do I want to develop feelings for him.Yet, he got injured because of me.

What should I do? Can someone please tell me? After pondering for some time, she got up and walked out ofSamuel's room. The housekeeper approached her, asking, “Ms.Johnson, do you need anything?”

“That room I used to live in, is it still here?” asked Kathleen coolly. The housekeeper nodded firmly.

“Of course! Are you planning to stay here, Ms.Johnson?”

“Yes.Samuel’s injured.He needs someone to take care of him.” Taken aback by her answer, the housekeeper explained, “You’re right.Mr.Macari never let any women serve him.Whenever he's injured, he'll get a man to take care of him.” Kathleen asked quietly, “Really?”

“It’s true.” The housekeeper smiled politely.

“Well, there were female doctors who came to treat Ms.Desi, but none of them ever lived in the house.” Kathleen was the only exception. She was not particularly moved by the news; she was just surprised. Samuel did not know she was Kathleen at that time. Yet, he had an inexplicable preference for her.

“Why don't you prepare the food a little earlier?” Kathleen asked indifferently.

“He can have some once he's awake.”

“Okay.” The housekeeper nodded.

“I’ll cook some for you as well, Ms.Johnson.”

“Sure, I'll eat in the dining room.”

“Understood.”

After some time, when Kathleen arrived at the dining room, the housekeeper had already placed the dishes on the table. They were Kathleen's favorites. Unable to suppress her curiosity, Kathleen asked, “Do you never prepare Samuel's favorites?”

It had happened several times; the dishes set on the table were always her favorites. The housekeeper flashed a smile and explained, “Yes.Mr.Macari told us to only prepare your favorites in this house.This practice has been going on for five years.”

For five years? Kathleen did not expect so much time to have passed.

“I see.” She picked up her fork and dug into the food. Knowing Kathleen did not like to be disturbed, the housekeeper informed, “Ms.Johnson, I’ll be right outside.Feel free to let me know if there's anything you need.”

“Okay.” Kathleen nodded. With that, the housekeeper left,and Kathleen carried on with her meal.

Then, her phone rang.

“Charles?” Kathleen called out calmly.

“I heard you were ambushed this afternoon.Are you hurt?” asked Charles, a deep crease forming between his brows.

“I’m fine.Samuel got hurt because of me,” she replied grimly.

“Oh.Where is he hurt?” Charles' voice was laced with indifference.