Samuel pursed his lips. Lowering his head to look at Kathleen who was in his arms, he asked, “Hmm? Are you hungry?”
“Yes, I am.” Her voice was very soft.
“The meal is ready,” he explained in a gentle tone.
“Carry me.” Having said that, Kathleen wrapped her arms around his neck. “I don’t want to walk.”
“Okay.” Samuel then lifted her up.
She was very light. It was as if she was weightless.
Kathleen held tight to his neck.
They finally arrived at the walkway. Samuel trod slowly on the soft carpet wearing a pair of shoes. Subsequently, he carried her downstairs with care.
“Sam.” Kathleen leaned her head on his shoulder. Staring at his side profile, she said, “Let’s start again.”
Samuel froze.
I asked her about it last night. That time, she avoided the question. But she finally gave me an answer today. Did something happen today?
“Sam, I feel like I’m a helpless person.” Her voice was hoarse. “You’ve gone too far before. Despite everything you’ve done, I still love you.”
Upon hearing her words, Samuel hugged her harder.
“As expected, my determination fades away the moment I meet you. It’s exactly like what is written in the song.” Her voice sounded as if she was going to cry. “I swore to myself that I wouldn’t forgive you. But when you treated me well, my heart softened. My effort has been in vain.”
Samuel felt the pain in his heart. “I will never do anything to hurt you again in the future.”
“Sam, I will give you a chance. It will be a chance for me as well.” She sniffled. With dismay, she continued, “You aren’t allowed to make me sad again. If you do, I won’t forgive you anymore. I’m serious.”
“Okay,” he said gruffly.
Satisfied with his answer, Kathleen huffed. “I’m hungry. Let’s eat.”
Samuel curled his thin lips. Then, he continued to carry her downstairs into the dining room.
All her favorite dishes were already set on the table.
When he sat down, he put her on his lap.
Frowning, Kathleen uttered, “You can put me down now.”
“Be good. You can eat while sitting on my lap.” With his hands around her slim waist, Samuel hugged her from behind.
Kathleen was speechless. After a short pause, she asked, “How do I eat like that?”
“Just eat in this way.” Samuel was unwilling to let her go.
In fact, he did not think that it would be a problem to hug her while she was eating.
Kathleen knew that it would be a futile attempt to struggle. Thus, she chose to give up.
It was known that she ate slowly. Thus, Samuel made adaptions to suit her habit.
While looking at the woman in his arms, Samuel was rid of his usual cold expression.
Instead, he was very happy.
Noticing that Kathleen had put her fork down, he asked, “Do you still want to eat?”
Kathleen shook her head.
Her stomach was bloated because she had eaten too much the night before.
“Sebastian, get us a bowl of mushroom soup,” Samuel instructed.
Upon hearing the instruction, Sebastian immediately gave him the soup.
After Samuel took the bowl offered to him, he put it close to Kathleen’s mouth. “Drink this. The temperature is just about right.”
Kathleen pursed her lips.
Coaxing her slowly, Samuel said, “Be good.”
Only then did she reluctantly drank it.
Samuel was satisfied. “You behave just like a child.”
Kathleen let out a light snort as soon as she heard it.
After that, Samuel pinched her cheeks affectionately before carrying her back to their bedroom.
At that time, Nicolette was staying in an inconspicuous villa. Without her phone in her possession, she was unable to contact Samuel. She was desperate to ask him to stay with her in the place.
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