Samuel turned and went back into the house.
Kathleen looked out the window while sitting on the bed, hugging her knees.
The enormous bed made her look tiny.
Samuel went forward and hugged her from behind. “Babe, are you upset?”
Kathleen was lost. Should I be happy?
Samuel kissed her cheeks, ears, hair, and neck gently from behind. Instead of lust, his actions were doting.
“I just want to give you my promise.” Samuel explained, “Babe, give me a chance, please?”
Kathleen remained silent.
Samuel’s breath was warm. “We still have a long time to go, and you can’t continue to be like this. Give me a chance to make amendments.”
Samuel’s deep voice was magnetizing. “You used to like me. It’s my turn to court you. Please?”
Kathleen pursed her lips. “Can I believe you, Samuel?”
“Yes.” Samuel tightened his arms around her. “Please believe me this time around.”
Kathleen hesitated. “Even if my heart might continue to be cold?”
“I’ve said it. We still have a long time. The main point is you must give me a chance. I’ll use the rest of my life to warm it.” Samuel kissed her face.
He knew deep in his heart he loved the tender and gentle woman in front of him.
He could not bear to give her to anyone else.
Kathleen sighed sorrowfully and kept mum. However, she did not resist.
Although her body was stiff still, Samuel knew Kathleen agreed to give him a second chance.
The next day, Kathleen received a morning kiss from Samuel before she woke up.
There was a hint of mint in his breath.
Kathleen opened her eyes and was surprised. “What’s the time?”
“Eight o’clock.” Samuel stroked her head. “I’m leaving for work. You can continue to sleep.”
Eight o’clock?
Kathleen frowned. “Why am I feeling so tired even though I didn’t do anything?”
“Because you have a weak body constitution.” Samuel smirked. “I guess we need to train you up soon. Not only in bed, but out of the bed as well.”
Kathleen was dumbfounded.
Samuel was satisfied seeing that the tender little girl was speechless at his response.
“I’m off to work.” Samuel left the room.
Kathleen heaved a sigh.
After sleeping a little more, she got up from the bed and washed up.
She then headed downstairs to have breakfast and went to the art studio.
She had been curious about the studio since yesterday.
However, she was too tired to visit the space.
She decided to check out the room today since she had the time.
The art studio took on a similar style to the rest of the house while being more minimalistic. The art studio was warm, tidy, and built practically.
Kathleen instantly took a liking to the room.
She continued looking around to her left and right and was elated.
Samuel had arranged to have her things delivered from her condominium, and they each found their place in the studio.
Kathleen sat down and looked out the window quietly, with complicated feelings rumbling on her insides.
At that moment, her phone rang.
She took a look and saw that it was a call from Diana.
“Grandma.” Kathleen answered the call.
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