“Huh?” Kathleen was surprised at the suggestion. She then remembered how Samuel looked just before she left.
At times when she spoke to him gently, he would break into a smile.
Otherwise, Samuel hardly smiled on normal days.
Kathleen was afraid that the family would be put off by Samuel’s poker face.
Federick smiled. “Just ask him to come in.”
Kathleen looked rather abashed. “All right then.”
By the time she got downstairs, Samuel had already reached the entrance of the villa.
“Mrs. Evans asks you to join us for dinner since you’re here,” said Kathleen. Then, she watched him apprehensively and added, “That is if you want to come up.”
Samuel looked at his timid wife and said coolly, “Why do I get this feeling that you don’t want me to join you?”
Kathleen shrugged as she replied, “It’s not that. You never introduce your friends to me, but you know all my friends. It doesn’t seem fair.”
Samuel was at a loss for words.
Kathleen looked at him. “So, are you coming up?”
Samuel got down from the car, which indicated that he had accepted the invitation.
Kathleen brought him upstairs, and they entered the Evans residence together.
The Evans family lived in a mansion.
Lily was a little hesitant when she saw Samuel.
“This is Mrs. Evans, my old neighbor who also watched me grow up. Mrs. Evans, this is my… husband.” Kathleen made the necessary introductions.
She sounded reluctant to address Samuel as her husband.
Samuel’s expression turned cold.
“Mr. Macari, how do you do?” Lily greeted Samuel politely.
“Mrs. Evans, there’s no need to be so formal. Since you’re Kate’s elder who watched her grow up, you are also my elder.” Samuel sounded polite but indifferent and distant.
Lily smiled. “Mr. Macari, please take a seat.”
Samuel nodded.
Just then, Federick walked out, carrying Madeline.
Madeline was a very adorable girl, and she looked cherubic.
She just did not talk much and hardly made eye contact with anyone.
“Madeline, say hello to Mr. Macari.” Federick guided Madeline patiently.
Madeline did not respond.
“Just call me Samuel. Doesn’t she call Kate by her name?” Samuel’s tone was curt and unfriendly.
Why should she call me Mr. Macari?
Kathleen surreptitiously tugged at Samuel’s sleeve. Do you have to be so petty?
Samuel held her soft, tiny hand in his own.
Kathleen was unable to pull her hand away.
“Let’s eat.” Federick smiled knowingly and led them to the dining room.
When everyone was seated, Federick tried to feed Madeline with a spoon.
Madeline was very obedient when she ate.
She would only eat when Federick fed her.
When Frederick was not feeding her, she would sit by herself quietly.
Despite that, Federick was very patient and did not show signs of irritation at all.
Kathleen looked enviously at Federick and Madeline.
Samuel marinated in resentment when he saw that Kathleen’s gaze was fixed on the father and daughter.
Is that guy so good-looking that she has to keep looking at him?
“Mr. Macari, do you like kids? If you do, you should have one with Katie. She’s a very good girl. I’m sure she will give birth to a beautiful daughter just like her.” Lily got the impression that Samuel was looking at Madeline.
Samuel turned to look at Kathleen and replied flatly, “She’s still young.”
What he meant was that they still had many years ahead.
Kathleen lowered her head and ate her dinner.
I knew it! You were lying when you said you wanted a child previously. Liar! Hypocrite!
Kathleen felt her anger building at the thought that Samuel was only trying to sweet-talk her into donating her bone marrow to Nicolette.
“Katie, don’t be angry.” All of a sudden, Madeline spoke.
Stunned, Kathleen looked up and blinked several times.
Madeline left her seat and ran up to Kathleen. She reached out her hand to stroke Kathleen’s head. “Don’t be angry.”
It was a bittersweet moment for Kathleen.
She felt that Madeline was such an angel.
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