Kathleen then exerted considerably more pressure on the shard against her fair neck.
The cut on her neck deepened as more blood oozed out from the wound.
The pure white wedding gown was also stained red.
It was not a sight for the faint-hearted.
“Promise her, Samuel!” Diana urged anxiously.
Calvin quickly held onto Diana, who was seconds away from fainting. He stared at Samuel as he said, “If you don’t agree, Samuel, two lives will be lost due to your indecisiveness.”
The two lives he meant were referring to Kathleen and Diana.
Samuel looked at Kathleen with a pained expression on his face.
He really wanted to live a happy life with her.
He wanted nothing more than to pour affection on a gentle young lady like her.
Yet, he owed Nicolette a debt of life and was required to return her the favor.
“Put down the shard, Kate. I’ll promise you the divorce,” Samuel said. He had no idea that he would experience such intense heartache after saying those words.
He had never felt anything like that for her before. Or perhaps he did, but he was unaware of it.
However, it was too late for him to regret it now.
“I want the divorce agreement, now.” Kathleen was adamant about her decision. She really wanted nothing to do with Samuel anymore.
“I’ll bring it,” said Wynnie. She immediately made a call to her assistant. “Bring me a divorce agreement right away. Don’t forget to mention that the wife will receive the entirety of the husband’s assets!”
Wynnie was also shocked to see the scene before her.
She had no other choice but to agree that a divorce was the best course of action for Kathleen and Samuel.
However, she would never allow Nicolette to get a share of their assets.
Nicolette was delighted at first.
Yet, her mood soured after hearing Wynnie’s words.
“Don’t you think you’ve benefited from the Macaris enough over the past few years, Kathleen?” Nicolette asked, her tone mocking. “I can’t believe you’re still capable of extorting more money before you leave!”
What right does Kathleen have to receive support from everyone? And what authority does Wynnie have over Samuel’s assets?
“F*ck you!” Wynnie yelled.
She could not help but curse as she charged forward and kicked Nicolette.
Completely caught off guard, Nicolette lost her balance and fell by Kathleen’s leg.
“Keep your mouth shut, you f*cking b*tch! It’s up to me to decide how the assets of our family are distributed. You’re dissatisfied because you’re not getting any money, aren’t you? You’re merely clinging to my son for the Macaris’ money and status! Let me tell you one thing—even if Samuel and Kathleen divorce, you won’t get anything!” Wynnie yelled.
She would not allow a troublemaker like Nicolette to enter the Macari family.
Wynnie was comforted by Emily who had walked over to her. The latter then said icily, “Your mother carried out the same action in the past, Nicolette. She enjoyed stirring up problems from time to time. It amazes me that you are the same.”
“Well, what can I do? Samuel’s in love with me,” Nicolette snarked with a delighted laugh.
She would have a chance as long as Samuel and Kathleen got a divorce.
Suddenly, Kathleen crouched down and grabbed a fistful of Nicolette’s collar.
Her slender hand was pinching onto the broken shard of the vase. Her palm had already been slit open, and blood was seeping from the cuts between her fingers.
“What are you trying to do?” Nicolette asked, horrified.
Kathleen’s gaze was murderous as she roared, “I want to avenge my two children!”
“N-No!” Nicolette was struggling to set herself free from Kathleen’s grip. However, the latter was too strong.
Nicolette resorted to getting help from Samuel as he was her only option. “Save me, Samuel!”
Samuel moved two steps toward Nicolette and Kathleen.
With a steady voice, Kathleen began, “Samuel. I know. You love this woman. But she murdered my children. Therefore, we will never be able to be together. But I do hope you have some conscience as they’re also your flesh and blood. They were still unborn. Yet, the woman you loved killed them! You even failed to hold her accountable for what she had done. And you even-”
She could not bring herself to finish her sentence.
It was her first time feeling such sorrow. It was also her first time being as rude as she was.
“Why did I have to fall in love with you?” Kathleen muttered to herself. “Why did I insist on torturing myself and turning myself into a running joke in front of everyone?”
“The person I love is you, Kate,” Samuel said, taking another two steps closer.
Kathleen laughed coldly at that. “I won’t ever believe in your words.”
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: All Too Late