Fell in Love With You in the Wrong Time novel Chapter 388

Samuel thought he was hallucinating when he heard Kathleen's voice.

It was only when he saw her hand that he eventually realized she was real.

He took the glass of water and swallowed the medicine. Under the light, his handsome face looked pale yet frail.

Kathleen looked at him impassively. “Is there a need to torture yourself like this?”

Samuel shot her a sideways glance. His gaze darkened as he said, “I'm really in pain.”

“You had been injured and had fallen sick so many times before. Don't you know what's drug resistance?” Kathleen frowned. “Isn't what you're doing now considered torturing yourself?”

Samuel stared at how furious she looked and swallowed hard. “You didn't leave?”

“Who's going to take care of you if I leave?” asked Kathleen, puzzled.

Her reply made Samuel's mind go blank for a second. In a deep, hoarse voice, he asked, “Did you stay to take

care of me?”

Hearing that, Kathleen chuckled. “If not, did you think I stayed to watch you torture yourself?”

Samuel pursed his lips.

“By the way, don't take your medicine before your meal. It's going to hurt your stomach.” Kathleen gave him an indifferent look.

Samuel paused for a while before he replied, “I'm not hungry.”

Kathleen rose to her feet and switched on the light.

She stood next to the bed as she cast her gaze upon that man who looked sick yet charming. “I can't do anything if you wish to do things that harm yourself. If you don't need me here, I can leave.”

Samuel fell silent.

Kathleen's gaze darkened before she turned around.

Right then, Samuel reached out and grabbed her wrist. His deep eyes beamed as he asked, “Is there anything for me to eat?”

“I told the housekeeper to prepare some food. If you want to eat them, I’ll heat them up and bring them to you. Is that okay?” Kathleen asked flatly.

“Sure.” Samuel nodded.

Kathleen stared at his slender hand and said, “Let go of me, then.”

Samuel gradually released his grip.

Then, Kathleen walked out of the room.

The next instant, Samuel swiftly pinched his own thigh hard.

I'm not dreaming’. It's real! Kathleen really stayed to take care of me.

Everything seemed too good to be true, but nonetheless, he was over the moon.

In fact, he did not ask for much. He only wished to hold a place in Kathleen's heart.

It would be enough for him that she had him in her mind, regardless of what she took him as.

Lying on the bed, he placed his left arm on his forehead. His lips curled into a bright smile.

A few minutes later, Kathleen brought the food upstairs.

Upon entering the room, she saw Samuel sitting on the couch obediently. He was staring at her deeply at the same time.

She walked over and placed the food on the coffee table. “They're all something light. Have some.”

Samuel gave her a slight nod.

He took the spoon and ate the food bit by bit.

At the same time, with a composed expression, Kathleen sat across from him and watched him.

He looks so frail when he's injured. Despite that, he still looks elegant while eating no matter how hungry he is.

Suddenly, Samuel stopped eating.

He looked up, and his dark eyes met Kathleen's.

Looking composed, Kathleen stared at him. “Why did you stop eating? Is the food not to your liking?”

Samuel shook his head lightly.

“What's wrong then?” Kathleen furrowed her brows.

“Why do you keep looking at me?” Samuel asked solemnly.

For the first time, he felt uneasy under her gaze.

At that point, Kathleen realized that she had been staring at him all the while.

Seemingly trying to brush things off, she chuckled. “That's because you're good-looking. Didn’t they say that if we stare at good-looking people more often, we will feel delighted?”

A faint blush rose to Samuel's cheeks.

Kathleen looked at him and urged, “Eat up! Go get some rest after you finish eating. There are some matters I need to attend to tomorrow, so I have to go to bed early too."

“What is it?” Samuel frowned.

“I’m going on a date with Ryder,” Kathleen explained.

A date?

Samuel felt a strange feeling welling up in his chest.

“Have we gone on a date?” Kathleen asked curiously.

Her question came as a bolt out of the blue, stunning Samuel.

Indeed, they had never gone out for a

date before.

“I guess not.” Smiling, Kathleen continued, “I'm really looking forward to it. I wonder if Ryder will bring me to a movie or take me shopping? Either is fine, though. It'd be perfect if we go for a candlelight dinner at night!”

The dim rays cast on half of his delicate face, leaving another half of it in the dark.

Samuel always gave off a domineering aura no matter what he did.

She could feel her heart racing as she stared at him.

However, she still found it hard to accept how stubborn Samuel was, so she decided to wait for a little longer.

After a long time, she let out a sigh and closed her eyes.

The next day, it was already eight o'clock when Kathleen woke up.

She sat right up and grabbed her phone.

Just then, Ryder's call came in.

“It's me. Where should I pick you from?” asked Ryder, smiling.

“I'm at Florinia Manor.” Kathleen lifted the quilt.

She was confused for a moment when she noticed that the thin blanket on her last night had already been replaced with a quilt.

Could it be Samuel who covered me with the quilt ?

As that thought crossed her mind, she looked in the direction of the bed, and Samuel was nowhere to be seen.

He woke up that early ?

“Okay. See you later.” Kathleen hung up the phone.

She walked toward the bathroom, and Samuel was just coming out from there.

There were still water droplets on his charming face.

Kathleen was stunned for a moment. “Why didn't you wipe your face clean?”

As she said that, she grabbed the towel from the side and helped him wipe his face.

Dumbfounded by her sudden act,

Samuel stood rooted to the spot.

He had never been that close to Kathleen in such a long time.

Kathleen had always felt distant and unapproachable. He just could not go anywhere near her.

Now that Kathleen was helping him to wipe off the water on his face, he really wished his face would be wet all the time.

“All right. I'm going out. Just call the housekeeper if you need any help,” Kathleen stated flatly.

Nonetheless, Samuel did not reply a

word.

“By the way, could I borrow the women's clothing in your closet?” asked Kathleen.