Chapter 350 It Is My Bad
“Am I worthy of that?” Samuel asked in a low yet gentle voice.
There was a hint of sorrow in his eyes.
Kathleen paused briefly before saying, “It’s just a meal.”
Samuel nodded graciously. “Thank you.”
Kathleen remained silent.
“Eil, take your sister to wash her hands,” instructed Samuel.
Eil led Desi off the bed.
He put on his slippers before helping Desi to put on hers. After that, the two siblings walked out of the room hand in hand.
Samuel gazed at Kathleen. “The children have been waiting for you to come back so our family could be reunited. That’s why—”
“You don’t have to explain,” Kathleen interrupted. “I’m not that unreasonable. It’s totally understandable that the children want a complete family.”
Samuel nodded and spoke in his deep, enigmatic voice. “I’m glad you understand.”
“Samuel, the fact that I understand doesn’t mean we can be…” Kathleen explained hurriedly, worried he might misunderstand her words.
Samuel chuckled. “Don’t worry. I’m not the same person from the past. I didn’t misunderstand your words.”
Kathleen sighed with relief.
That’s great.
Suddenly, she felt herself being lifted into the air as Samuel scooped her into his arms.
With Kathleen in his arms, Samuel walked to the wheelchair and placed her in it. Softly, he said, “I’m fine with letting the children stay with you. But as you know, they’ve been staying with me when you were gone. So, it’s not them who can’t be away from me. It’s the other way round. I’d like to see them every day. Don’t worry, I won’t bother you.”
Kathleen nodded lightly. “I understand.”
Samuel continued, “The housekeeper I’ve hired to take care of you can only arrive tomorrow. I’ve asked Gemma to keep you company tonight. She’ll take of you here.”
“Okay.” Kathleen nodded.
With that, Samuel pushed her wheelchair out of the room.
When they arrived at the dining hall, Eil, Desi, and even Charles were already seated at the dining table.
He didn’t leave, either.
Kathleen was surprised.
“What’s with that look of disdain on your face? Kate, you used to depend on me a lot, you know?” Charles said disappointedly.
“I’m sorry,” Kathleen apologized. “I really have no recollection of the past. I only remember you shouting at me when we met for the first time.”
Charles was speechless.
At that time, he did not know Gizem was Kathleen.
He would not have acted that way if he knew.
“My dear sister, please forgive me,” Charles pleaded. “I didn’t know that was you. If you think about it, how was I supposed to recognize you through the hyper-realistic mask?”
“I recognized Mommy,” Desi said arrogantly. “Uncle Charles, the fact that you couldn’t recognize Mommy proves you’re stupid.”
Charles was baffled. “I’m not stupid!”
“You are. You couldn’t even recognize Mommy.” Desi snickered.
Her words left Charles huffing in anger, which made Desi burst out laughing.
It was clear that they were close.
Kathleen merely watched them wordlessly.
Right then, Samuel put on a smile and said to her, “Let’s eat. Try the food. These used to be your favorite dishes in the past. I can prepare something else if you don’t like them.”
Kathleen finally returned to her senses. “I’m not a picky eater. I’m fine with anything.”
“I forgot. Daddy didn’t recognize Mommy either!” Desi said smugly. “Eil, too!”
I was the only one who recognized her.
Eil stuffed two bites of food into his mouth before mumbling, “Of course, I could guess that it was her.”
Desi chuckled.
Samuel pursed his thin lips lightly. “Yes. It’s my bad for not realizing it was her.”
“Mommy, don’t be mad at Daddy, okay?” Desi was a caring and thoughtful girl. “Daddy has missed you so much over the years.”
“All right.” Kathleen nodded. “Let’s eat.”
Desi carried on with her meal obediently.
Samuel knew the reason Kathleen did not let Desi continue speaking was that in Kathleen’s heart, the fact that he had missed and waited for her meant nothing at all.
His current efforts were nothing compared to what she had done for him during their three-year marriage.
“Mommy, have a drumstick.” Desi served Kathleen some food, then she placed some on Samuel’s plate as well. “Daddy, you too.”
“Thank you,” Kathleen and Samuel thanked her in unison.
Desi then placed a chicken wing on Charles’ plate. “Uncle Charles, thank you for your hard work in bringing Mommy back.”
Charles was surprised and delighted. “Aw, the little princess is becoming more and more sensible.”
He patted Desi’s head.
She’s too cute.
Desi was an incredibly adorable child.
It was impossible to not dote on her.
Thanks to her, the atmosphere at the dining table became harmonious.
After dinner, Samuel cleared the table and went to do the dishes in the kitchen.
Charles could not help but raise a brow.
He’s acting like this is his house.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Charles got to his feet to open the door only to find Gemma standing before him.
She blinked in confusion. “Mr. Johnson, is it true that Kate’s back?”
Charles nodded. “She’s inside.”
As Gemma stepped into the house, she asked softly, “Uh… So, Dr. Zabinski is actually Kate?”
“Yes.” Charles brought her to Kathleen.
She was sitting on the couch in the living room with Eil and Desi on either side of her, leaning against her while they watched a cartoon together.
Gemma walked over.
As soon as Gemma laid eyes on Kathleen, tears started welling in her eyes.
Seeing Gemma had arrived, Kathleen smiled. “You’re here.”
“Hello, Ms. Young,” the children greeted at the same time.
“Hello.” Gemma nodded in acknowledgment.
“I’m so sorry for having to trouble you tonight, Gemma,” said Kathleen gently.
“There’s no need for such formalities between us.” Gemma’s eyes reddened as she stared at Kathleen.
“Charles, can you help me take Eil and Desi to their rooms?” asked Kathleen.
“Okay.” Charles walked over and took the children to their rooms.
After they left, Gemma walked over and took a seat beside Kathleen.
Eyeing Kathleen’s wound, Gemma asked, “Is it severe?”
“Not really.” Kathleen smiled reassuringly. “Did you come here by yourself?”
Gemma paused briefly. “Richard’s outside. He doesn’t dare to come in because he’s worried about seeing Samuel.”
“I see.” Kathleen was surprised. “So, his wife isn’t the only thing Richard’s afraid of.”
Gemma blushed. “Oh, shut up. You make me sound like a fierce beast. You have no idea how gentle I am.”
Kathleen smiled subtly. “Your room is beside mine. Do you want to take a look?”
“You shouldn’t move with your legs in such a state.” Gemma stood up. “I’ll have a look at it myself and drop my things there as well.”
“Okay.” Kathleen nodded.
With that, Gemma followed her instructions and walked to the room.
The moment Kathleen turned off the television, Samuel stepped out of the kitchen and spoke in a low voice. “Is Gemma here already?”
“She went to put her things in the room,” Kathleen answered.
Samuel nodded in response. “Okay. I’ll get going now.”
“Drive safe,” Kathleen said politely.
An uneasy feeling filled Samuel’s heart. “What time can I come over tomorrow?”
Kathleen paused to think. “Anytime.”
“Okay. I’ll get going now.” Samuel grabbed his coat. “Call me if there’s anything urgent.”
“Okay.” Kathleen looked at him silently.
Samuel put on his coat and walked out, leaving Kathleen sighing with relief.
