Chapter 450 An Intimate Photograph
“She said the same thing you did. That she hated me,” Samuel answered with indifference.
What? Kathleen said that to him? That’s great news! But why did she say that? How peculiar…
Despite those thoughts, Ashley finally felt relieved and let out a sigh.
It was then that Samuel stood up to head to the elevator.
Upon seeing that, Ashley hurriedly followed behind him as they returned to the condominium.
“Don’t ever sneak into my room when I’m asleep again,” Samuel frostily reminded.
His words shocked Ashley, who rebuked, “What are you saying? Samuel, we’ve always slept together in the past.”
“That was the past. Things are different now.” A bone-chilling frown crept up Samuel’s face.
“I’ll move out if it happens again.”
“Oh, all right. I won’t sneak in anymore,” Ashley replied helplessly.
Following that, Samuel went into his room and locked the door, leaving a speechless Ashley behind.
The next day, Kathleen slept in due to her hangover.
When she finally came downstairs, Charles and Clarissa were looking after the two kids as they all ate breakfast.
“I hear you went out for a drive on your own last night?” Charles interrogated, his tone as cold as stone.
Kathleen was caught off guard by his question but she eventually replied, “Yeah.”
Still, Charles continued with his interrogation. “I also heard Tyson had sent you home afterward.”
Kathleen nodded.
“And you drank?”
“I only had a little to drink…” Kathleen took on a languid tone as she spoke.
“Oh, stop worrying about me, Charles.”
A sneer instantly appeared on Charles’ scrunched-up face.
“Don’t tell me you went to see Samuel.”
Kathleen was stumped as she did not know how to respond.
Before she could say anything, Yadiel entered the space and placed a new phone in front of Kathleen.
He explained, “Dr. Johnson, Tyson has been urging you to send your new phone number to Mr. Macari.”
Charles shot a narrow-eyed stare at Kathleen upon hearing that.
Right away, guilt ate away at Kathleen’s conscience.
“Also, there’s a document for you,” Yadiel added.
Kathleen accepted the document and the phone before heading upstairs.
When she arrived in her room, she switched on the phone and noticed her new SIM card had already been inserted.
She sent a message to her old phone before opening up the document.
What came out of the document’s package was a photo.
Upon closer inspection, Kathleen realized it was a photo of Samuel and Ashley in bed.
Ashley was on all fours while Samuel lay beneath her. Their position seemed intimate and sexually ambiguous.
Her nose scrunched up to her eyes right then.
That was when she suddenly received a call from Samuel.
Kathleen glanced at the caller number on the phone while pursing her lips into a thin line.
Moments passed before she accepted the call.
“You said you’d call me after getting home,” said Samuel.
Kathleen sounded unconcerned as she said, “Most establishments aren’t even open this early. How am I supposed to contact you if I haven’t settled things with my SIM card?”
Her snappy response made Samuel frown. “Are you still hungover?”
To that, Kathleen massaged her temples and questioned, “What do you want?”
“I need to have a proper chat with you.” Samuel’s tone returned to its usual iciness. “Are you free?”
“What is there to talk about between us?” Kathleen snarled into the phone. “Since Ashley loves you that much, and you’re super grateful to her, your precious savior, you two can live happily ever after together! Quit bothering me!”
With that, she pressed down hard on the red button, ending the call mercilessly.
Her fingers immediately raised to massage the spot between her brows.
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