Chapter 372

Treat You Horribly

Kathleen returned to her room and sat on the bed. She arrived an hour ago and discussed the matter
with Frances. Luckily, the old woman listened to anything she said. She decided to let Frances move in
with her, as there was no way she was letting the old woman be trapped in a dangerous situation.

Moreover, Yoeger Group would soon be divided. The Yoegers could deal with their assets however
they wanted, but Kathleen was adamant about helping Frances regain everything that was rightfully
hers.I will not let them have Granny's assets! Hector's actions alone proved that the Yoegers never
valued Frances' contributions to the family.

All Kathleen wanted was for Frances to live her sunset years in peace. As for her children, she didn't
have to worry, as she could ask Samuel to stay and look after them for one night. She lay in bed and
received a text from Samuel that read: How's it going on your side? Kathleen replied: Everything's
going well.

Are the kids asleep? He responded: Yeah, they're asleep. She texted: Good. He replied: You should
rest early, too. She typed: Okay. Justas she put her phone down and prepared to sleep, Samuel sent
her another text message: I've turned down the marriage with Yareli.

She texted back: I was wrong. I shouldn't have forced you. You're right; marriage isn't child's play. It's
not a tool that can be used.

He replied: It's good that you understand. Kathleen frowned in confusion. What does he mean? He
sent another text message: You treated marriage as a joke five years ago. So why did you marry Caleb
when you didn't love him?

She replied sheepishly: I've lost my memory. I can't give you an answer even if I want to.



He texted back: I like how memory loss is your excuse for everything. She pursed her lips. He's kind of
humorous sometimes. Moments later, he texted: Go to sleep.

She rolled her eyes and replied: I was about to sleep. You were the one talking to me! A smile spread
across his face as he could almost sense her irritation through the words on the screen. He was able to
picture her angry expression as he texted: Did I complain when you summoned me back to look after
the kids?

She furrowed her brows and replied: I won't need you anymore after I return tomorrow. He responded:
Wow. Is this an act of discarding me after you're done using me? Kathleen was speechless. Why does
he make it sound like it's my fault?

Hence, she texted: Fine. I won't ask you for help in the future anymore, okay? She wouldn't have asked
him for help if Charles wasn't busy.

Samuel's thin lips curled into a smile as he texted back: Can't you tell I'm joking? I just don't want our
relationship to be too awkward.

Before she put her phone down and went to sleep, she merely replied: Good night!

While wearing a gloomy expression, he responded: Good night.

Things would never return to the way it was, huh?

The next morning, Kathleen woke up and checked the time on her phone. It was only six o'clock in the
morning, but she found herself wide awake. Thus, she got up and went downstairs to check on
Frances.

After knocking on the door, she entered and saw Frances still asleep. She walked over, intending to
leave after taking a look. That was when she caught sight of a bottle of sleeping pills and a letter on the



old woman's bedside table. Her whole body stiffened.

“Granny!” she exclaimed as she placed her finger beneath Frances' nose to feel her breathing. When
she didn't feel anything, her mind began buzzing.

“Granny! Help! Someone!” she shrieked frantically. One of the maids rushed in.

“What's wrong?”

“Go get the car ready! Hurry!” Kathleen screamed hysterically.

At a single glance, the maid could tell that something had happened to Frances. Without asking
anything else, she immediately went to carry out Kathleen's order. Kathleen held Frances in her arms
and bawled in despair. Why did this happen? Why did Granny end her own life? Soon after, the maid
returned and informed Kathleen, “Ms. Johnson, the car is ready.”

“Help me!” Kathleen stuffed the letter into her pocket as the maid walked over and helped her carry
Frances into the car.She sped all the way to the hospital, but it was too late. Frances had already
passed away. She had already stopped breathing when they reached the hospital.

When the doctor announced Frances' death, Kathleen sat motionlessly on the chair in a state of
complete shock. Samuel was the first to arrive. When he saw Kathleen's dejected look, he approached
and embraced her.

“Kate?” Kathleen threw herself into his arms and hugged his neck, bawling like a baby. He hugged her
tight and allowed her to vent her emotions. Charles came next, and then there was Wynnie and Calvin.

Initially, Diana wanted to come as well, but they didn't let her, for fear that she wouldn't be able to
handle the sorrow of losing her friend. The way Kathleen was weeping in misery broke everyone's
hearts. Charles looked at Samuel and said, “Why don't you bring her back first?”



Wynnie walked over. “I've asked someone to send the kids back home.”

“All right.” Samuel nodded and looked down at Kathleen, who was in his arms.

“I'll bring you back first, okay?”

“No. I want to stay.” Kathleen shook her head, her soft and fair hands clutching the man's collar. She
sobbed piteously, her eyes and nose red from all the crying. Samuel's heart ached as he looked at her
tear-stricken face.

“All right then.” He then shook his head at Charles, indicating they should allow her to stay. When
Frances was pushed out of the operating room, her head was covered with a white sheet. Kathleen
approached, wanting to take a look.

The doctor knew what she wanted and allowed her to take one last look at her grandmother. As she
lifted the white sheet and looked at the old woman's peaceful expression, tears streamed down her
cheeks.

“Granny... It's all my fault. I should've let you know that I'm your granddaughter sooner. Why did you do
this?” Kathleen's voice turned hoarse.

Everything was fine just one day ago. She couldn't fathom why something like this happened. As she
sobbed, Samuel held her arm and supported her. All of a sudden, her heart clenched, and she blacked
out.

“Kate!” Samuel caught her in time. The doctor shouted, “Quick, send her to a ward!”

Samuel carried her and sent her into one of the wards for the doctor to do a checkup on her.



“She passed out due to extreme grief. Let her rest, and make sure she doesn't have any more
emotional fluctuations,” said the doctor. Samuel nodded. “All right.”

After the doctor left, Samuel pulled the covers for Kathleen. As he took her hand and looked at her
delicate but pale face, his soulful eyes were filled with heartache. Kathleen woke up in the evening.
She didn't know how long she had been unconscious, but she felt lethargic.

“You're awake?” Samuel's deep voice sounded. She looked over at him.

“How long have I been asleep?”

“You've been asleep for the whole day,” he answered.

“My granny...” She frowned. He placed his hand on her shoulder.

“Don't worry. Charles and my parents are handling everything.” She pursed her lips.

“Thank them for me.”

“I will.” His voice sounded slightly raspy.

“Where are my shoes? I want to go home.” She gazed at him.

“I'll help you.” He took her shoes and wanted to help her put them on.

“It's okay. I'll do it myself.” She furrowed her brows.His big hands enveloped her feet.

“Let me help you.” Subsequently, he helped her put on her shoes in a gentle manner. All of a sudden,
he realized something.

“Kate, back then, I thought I treated you nice enough. But now, as I helped you put on your shoes, I
realized that I had treated you horribly,” he uttered gruffly..




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