All Too Late

Kathleen turned around with a faint smile. “I don’t intend to get you involved, Ms.

Williams.” With that, she proceeded to make her way out. Tears began to drip down

Quinn’s face. Kathleen’s mother used to be her mentor, yet there was nothing she could

do to help Kathleen. She didn’t know how she was going to face her own mentor. When

Kathleen came out of the obstetrics and gynecology department, she showed Tyson the

report in her hands. “Take a good look. I’m not pregnant, so you can go now.” What she

said made Tyson feel awkward. “Where are you heading, Mrs. Macari? I’ll send you there.”

Here, he paused and added in a softer voice, “Mr. Macari told me to.” “I don’t like being

followed around. You can tell Samuel that I will look for Grandma, but I have something

else to do right now,” Kathleen declared. “Understood.” Tyson nodded. Kathleen turned

and left. After taking two steps, she realized that she had forgotten to take her phone, so

she went back to get it. When she came out again, someone stopped her by calling her

name. “Kathleen.” Nicolette’s voice traveled into her ears. Kathleen froze. How did I end

up bumping into her? She turned around quietly and looked at Nicolette, who was dressed

in a hospital gown and looked a little pale. Even so, she still looked gorgeous. Despite the

physical resemblance between them, their temperaments were completely different.

Kathleen was alluring, but there was something innocent about her. Nicolette, on the other

hand, was purely priggish. The two of them were worlds apart. Kathleen furrowed her

brows and asked, “Why are you here?” Nicolette stared back at her icily. A glint of envy

flashed in her gaze. “I’ve been admitted to the hospital for leukemia.” “Leukemia?”

“Samuel was the one who arranged for me to get admitted here.” Nicolette smirked. “Oh,

right, I heard that the treatment for leukemia in this hospital was perfected by your

parents.” Her words disgusted Kathleen. She didn’t like the idea of Nicolette receiving the

treatment that her parents had perfected. “Good luck with your treatment, then,”

Kathleen said emotionlessly. She wanted to leave, but Nicolette stopped her again. “Give

Samuel back to me, Kathleen.” Kathleen paused. “If it isn’t because you snatched him

away, I would have been the one who married Samuel three years ago. Because of you,

we were separated for so many years, and now, this is the state that my body’s in. Do you

still intend to have him all to yourself? He doesn’t even love you!” Nicolette continued.

Kathleen remained expressionless. “What a joke. If he wants to get a divorce, then he

should be the one talking to me about it. Why are you the one saying it? Is he that much

of a coward?” The truth was, she knew that Nicolette had only said that on purpose to

provoke her and let her know just how much Samuel cared about Nicolette. Even though

Kathleen was aware of it, that didn’t change the fact that it hurt. She had loved him for so

many years, after all. “Samuel just feels bad,” Nicolette muttered through gritted teeth.

“You think it’s natural for you to be with Samuel because you lost your parents and Old

Mrs. Macari likes you. But you seem to have forgotten that he doesn’t love you. Not even a

tiny bit!” “How can you be so sure?” Kathleen challenged. Nicolette was dazed upon

hearing that. “Why would he touch me if he didn’t love me?” Kathleen continued taunting.

Nicolette trembled slightly. Right then, she looked behind Kathleen. “Samuel?” Kathleen

froze for a second and smiled calmly. I guess I fell for it in the end. She turned around and

was greeted by the sight of a cold, striking man. “I came here to get a checkup. I’ll be on

my way now,” Kathleen said. “And what were the results?” Samuel questioned in a frigid

voice. Kathleen pulled out the lab report and stuffed it into his suit pocket. With a grin on

her face, she answered, “Don’t worry. I’m not pregnant.” Samuel took the report with a

slight discomfort in his heart. Truthfully speaking, he had had his hopes up. However, the

feeling soon dissipated. “Well, since you’re not pregnant, let’s discuss the future,” he

suggested in an unconcerned manner. “Are you sure you want to talk about that here?”

Kathleen looked aggrieved. “I haven’t even eaten yet just so I could get a checkup.” “Go

eat, then,” Samuel responded impassively. “Take me there.” Kathleen smiled. “We can talk

while we eat.” Samuel stared at her without any warmth in his eyes. “Don’t try anything

funny.” Kathleen giggled, which was music to one’s ears. “If I had tried anything funny,

you would have been kneeling in front of Grandma at this moment. All I’m asking is that

you join me for a meal.” Samuel furrowed his brows. “You can go with her, Samuel. I’ll wait

for you in the hospital,” Nicolette piped up, pretending to be understanding. Kathleen

beamed and grabbed Samuel’s arm. “If you say so, Ms. Yoeger. Let’s go, then. There’s a

place nearby that I’ve been wanting to try for a while.” Nicolette watched as they linked

arms with venom in her eyes. Samuel glanced at her and said, “Go back to the ward and

get some rest. I’ll be back soon.” “Okay.” Nicolette bit her lip. “Hurry back. Let’s eat lunch

together.” “Sure.” Samuel nodded. Kathleen dragged him outside, and they went to the

nearby restaurant that she had mentioned. She took one menu, looking relaxed. “What

are you getting, Sam?” “I’m not eating.” “You’re trying to save some room in your

stomach to have lunch with Nicolette later, right? I get it.” Kathleen gestured for the

waiter. “Can I get one quinoa salad? Also, I want a plate of chicken drumsticks. Thanks.”

“Sure.” The waiter nodded, then walked away. Samuel knitted his eyebrows. “Why are you

eating so much?” He knew that Kathleen typically had a small appetite. She would be full

after just a few bites. “Really, Sam? I only ordered a bowl of quinoa salad and some

chicken drumsticks, and you think I’m eating too much? Has your company gone bankrupt

or something? Are you poor now?” “Just eat.” Sometimes, her cheekiness was adorable.

Other times, however, it was plain infuriating. Even so, Samuel had to admit that it hadn’t

been too bad waiting for Nicolette to come back for the past three years with Kathleen by

his side. When the food was served, Kathleen began to dig in. She was practically starving

at that point, and so was the baby she was carrying. As she chewed her salad, her cheeks

puffed up. That action of hers was incredibly cute, and she looked just like a squirrel.

“What did you want to say to me?” Kathleen asked softly. “What did Nicolette tell you just

now?” Kathleen frowned. Is he trying to settle the score? “She told me that she had

leukemia.” “That’s true. I went to check for a bone marrow match for her. Surprisingly

enough, there’s a donor in this hospital whose blood type is a perfect match for her. Can

you guess who it is?” Kathleen’s eyelid twitched. “You mean… me?”