Winning her back after divorce (Divorce anxiety) novel Chapter 423

Chapter 423 It Is Her

“Kathleen!” Visibly shocked, Josephine exclaimed, “You are Kathleen!”

Kathleen smiled sweetly.

“You aren’t dead!” Josephine was simultaneously taken aback and fuming.

How is she still alive? If she is alive, then I don’t have a chance at all! So that’s why Samuel abandoned Yareli and brought her here instead. It’s because she is Kathleen! I lost to Kathleen!

Kathleen said in a whisper after taking a step forward, “Josephine, why don’t you also guess who the Yareli who had attended your birthday party was?”

Josephine became inanimate.

What does she mean by that?

Kathleen gave a knowing smile as she continued, “This man is mine. You have to be more mindful next time, okay? Otherwise, if I find out that you are plotting something else, I’ll have to take care of you myself.”

Josephine’s face went as white as a sheet.

Kathleen glanced at her indifferently. She then turned around and shifted her gaze to Samuel’s arm. “We should go; the music’s giving me a headache.”

“I’ll give you a massage when we get back.” Samuel’s raspy voice sounded both gentle and hoarse.

He soon left with Kathleen.

Josephine was still standing there like a statue. She had never thought there would be a day when she could feel so miserable.

As the duo left the bar, they soon got into the car.

Samuel gazed at her intently. “Did you decide that you would reveal your identity tonight a long time ago?”

“Obviously.” Kathleen went on lazily, “There’s no need to pretend anymore. Vanessa is dead, and Yareli’s never going to come back. Hence, hiding will not help my plan of vengeance.”

Samuel’s eyes glinted.

Kathleen gave him a sidelong glance. “Are you mad that I’m using you without discussing it with you first?”

“No.” Samuel gazed at her deeply and warmly. “As long as you are happy, I don’t mind.”

“You don’t have much of a temper, huh?” Wrapping her arms around his neck, Kathleen asked, “Samuel, are you holding yourself back?”

Samuel carried her onto his lap. “Kathleen, you don’t have to keep testing me. There is no point in doing that. That’s just how I am to you. You can use me however you want. If you get mad at me, you could just stab me. And I wouldn’t even complain about it.”

As long as you don’t leave me, anything is fine.

“Are you a masochist?” Kathleen was nonplussed. “You are making me out as a scary person. Speaking of which, you sound like you’re going to blame me for the wounds on your body you’ve gotten over the years.”

Watching the lively girl speak and remembering the kiss from before, Samuel suddenly felt his mouth run dry.

“You’ve never hurt me,” he said gruffly.

“I’m glad you know that.” Kathleen flashed a lukewarm smile. “Let’s go. I’m really tired.”

I guess I do prefer peace and quiet. The music in there was making my head pound.

Samuel ordered Tyson to drive.

Then, he moved Kathleen’s head onto his shoulder, giving her something to lean on.

Holding her supple body, he could not help but look at her gently.

This is more than enough.

Kathleen was still sleeping when the sun was already out the next day.

Samuel was right—a lively bar like that one didn’t suit her.

All it took was a cocktail the previous night to make her unable to get up in the morning.

At that moment, Samuel pushed the door open.

He sat at the edge of the bed and put his large hand on Kathleen’s forehead.

Kathleen groggily opened her eyes. “You didn’t knock.”

“Hey, I also slept here last night, okay?” The man was speechless.

“Really?” Kathleen refused to acknowledge it. “Then I guess you’re pretty weak.”

Samuel did not know what to say to that.