Winning her back after divorce (Divorce anxiety)

Chapter 500

Chapter 500 Hostage

“I’ll call and thank them later.” Kathleen felt apologetic.

“Okay.” Yvonne nodded. Kathleen held Betty’s hand.

“Grandma, I’ll introduce you to Old Mrs. Macari when we return. Her temperament is very similar to

yours. I’m sure you two will become very good friends.”

Betty smiled brightly. “Okay.”

Kathleen accompanied Betty and chatted for a long time.

“Grandma, it’s getting late. You should rest now. I’ll ask Charles to come to meet you tomorrow,”

Kathleen said.

Betty bobbed her head slightly. “All right.”

Then, Kathleen got up and went back to her room.

Samuel returned to the room before her. He was already done showering and was lying on the bed.

Kathleen lay down next to him. “Are you asleep?”

He gradually opened his eyes. “I was waiting for you.”

“Samuel, I now have my own blood-related family too.” She rested her head on the pillow. “I’m no

longer alone in this world.”

Samuel’s voice was low and deep. “Are you happy?”

She nodded. “I am happy.”

“I’m happy as long as you’re happy.” Samuel gently shifted her head and placed it on his shoulder.

Kathleen took a deep breath. “Trevor is still missing, nor do we know what he’s up to.”

“I’m certain he has yet to leave the country. I’ve arranged for my men to keep a lookout. They will

update us if there’s any news,” he uttered confidently.

“Okay.” Kathleen gave him a slight nod. “Go back to sleep. I’m going to take a bath.”

With that, she stepped into the bathroom.

Samuel stared at the ceiling with an unfathomable expression.

The following day, Kathleen went to the hospital and helped Clarissa do a detailed physical

examination.

Then, with Clarissa’s CT scan report in her hands, she went to see Charles.

Charles looked sullen. “How is it?”

“A surgery is plausible, but we will have to wait for her condition to stabilize further,” Kathleen

explained.

“When will be the optimal time to carry out the operation?” His voice sounded hoarse.

“We need to wait for at least a year,” she replied.

A year?

Charles nodded slightly. “As long as she can be cured, I’m willing to wait another ten years. One year is

nothing.”

Kathleen pursed her lips. “Charles, Grandma is here.”

Charles was startled to hear that. “When did that happen?”

“Yesterday. Grandma was already at the hotel when I went back yesterday,” she answered.

He nodded. “Penny for your thoughts?”

“Grandma told me she wishes to return to Jadeborough with me. I want to bring her back,” Kathleen

explained.

“That’s good too. Kate, I don’t think I can go back now. Clarissa and the Blissful Sect need me. You’ll

have to take care of Grandma in my stead,” Charles uttered solemnly.

Kathleen placed a hand on her brother’s shoulder. “Charles, go to the hotel and visit Grandma. I’ll stay

here and keep Clarissa company.”

Charles glanced at Clarissa, who was lying on the bed. He did not know when she would wake up in

her current condition.

“All right. I’ll be back very soon.” He turned around and left. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Kathleen glanced at Clarissa before sitting down.

A few minutes later, she heard a commotion originating from the corridor outside the ward. It was as if

pandemonium erupted.

Less than a minute later, the sound of footsteps halted on the opposite of the ward’s door.

Someone forcefully pushed the door open from outside.

Wyatt and his subordinates stood in the corridor.

He fell into a daze when he saw Kathleen.

Kathleen looked sideways. “With Raymond and Wilbur gone, I completely forgot about you.”

Wyatt stepped into the room. The others behind him wanted to enter as well.

“Wait outside, all of you,” he ordered coldly.

Then, he shut the door.

Kathleen stared at him indifferently.

Wyatt strode up to her and said threateningly, “Hand her over to me.”

“If I hand her over to you, can you treat her illness or prompt her to regain consciousness?” she

questioned him calmly.

His face darkened. “Give her to me, and I will not make things difficult for you. Otherwise…”

Kathleen sneered. “Why do you want her? She can’t do anything now.”

“That’s none of your concern.” Wyatt’s eyes turned frosty. Then, he took out a gun.

Kathleen remained unfazed, not showing any hint of fear on her face. “Wyatt, those who yearn for

power usually treasure their lives dearly.”

He merely gazed at her in silence.

“If you kill me, do you know how many people will want you dead, putting Samuel aside?” She arched

her brow at him. “If you’re so capable, then stop hesitating and just do it!”

Wyatt gritted his teeth. “Kathleen, the trait I hate the most about you is that you’re too smart!”

Ha!

She scoffed, “Do you think I care about your opinion?”

Who do you think you are?

“I will not harm her. I just want to take her away and turn her into one of my pawns. As long as your

brother and all of you listen to me, I can guarantee she will remain safe and sound,” he elaborated

coolly.

“Wyatt, she’s your little sister.” Kathleen regarded him with a stony expression.

“So what? All those bonds between siblings vanished from the moment she decided to compete with us

for the family’s inheritance,” he said contemptuously.

“How shameless are you to say something like that, Wyatt.” Kathleen stared at him in displeasure.

“Clarissa helped you in the past!”

“That’s why I’m giving her the chance to help me again now. Is that prohibited?” Wyatt gave off the

impression as if he had lost his mind.

“Wyatt, don’t tell me you plan to take over the Blissful Sect, seizing this opportunity while Raymond is

imprisoned and Wilbur injured?” Kathleen knitted her brows.

He fixated his piercing gaze on her. “No. Kathleen, I only want her. I will not give you up as well.”

She took a deep breath and uttered emotionlessly, “Do you think you will succeed?”

“Don’t expect Samuel to save you. I’ve ordered my men to capture him earlier. After he’s caught, I will

tell my men to banish him so he will never get to meet you again!” Wyatt said apathetically.

“You’re crazy!” Kathleen was livid.

“You all, go and take her away!” Wyatt instructed his subordinates.

They entered the room and surrounded Clarissa, who was lying on the bed, and Kathleen.

Kathleen leaped to her feet. “Who dares to lay a finger on her!”

“Why are you all still standing there, doing nothing!” Wyatt’s eyes blazed murderously.

Kathleen pursed her lips.

“Don’t move!” Another group of people arrived outside the door, with Tyson leading the party.

Tyson stepped into the room with his subordinates and subdued Wyatt’s men.

Sensing the situation turning sideways, Wyatt immediately dragged Kathleen to his side and pressed

the gun against her temple.

Samuel’s eyes turned cold when he walked in and saw that scene.

Kathleen furrowed her brows. “Wyatt, kill me if you have the guts!”

Wyatt sneered while staring at Samuel. “Do not act rashly. Otherwise, I’ll kill her!”

“You won’t survive if you kill her, much less get what you want. Wyatt, I know what you wish to achieve.

You intend to fight for your mother’s honor. How do you plan to do that when you’re dead?” Samuel

said.

Wyatt wore an icy expression. “What do you know, Samuel? You grew up adored and treasured by

everyone. I am different from you. You can effortlessly attain whatever you want. On the other hand, I

need to earn everything with my abilities.”

Poker-faced, Samuel said, “Let her go. I’ll be your hostage.”