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
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtflashed 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
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmarms 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?”