You Will Be Gone
“Water,” Samuel croaked. Kathleen immediately poured some water into a glass and placed it in front
of him. However, he still did not stretch out his hands.
Just like what he did earlier, he simply lowered his head and placed his lips at the edge of the cup.
Seeing that, Kathleen raised the glass so he could drink the water. Samuel swallowed the pills and lay
on the bed. Following that, Kathleen helped him to remove his shoes and tucked him into bed. In the
meantime, he had been watching her with a warm smile on his handsome face. Though his hand hurt,
seeing Kathleen taking care of him filled his heart with warmth.
“Get some sleep,” Kathleen breathed.
“The pills have a sleep-inducing effect.Your hand won't hurt once you're asleep.” Samuel's thin lips
moved slightly.
“But you'll be gone when I wake up, right?” The woman did not answer him.
“Go to sleep.” Samuel's throat tightened as sorrow grew in his heart. He knew Kathleen would not be
moved by his actions. Even if he got injured because of her, her heart would not soften. However, he
could not force her to feel the way he wanted her to.
Feeling helpless, he shut his eyes. The effect of the medicine kicked in, and he soon fell asleep.
Kathleen finally heaved a sigh of relief. She sat by the side of the bed and stared at the ceiling, letting
out a deep sigh. This is quite a messy matter.
I don't want to owe him anything, nor do I want to develop feelings for him.Yet, he got injured because
of me.
What should I do? Can someone please tell me? After pondering for some time, she got up and walked
out ofSamuel's room. The housekeeper approached her, asking, “Ms.Johnson, do you need
anything?”
“That room I used to live in, is it still here?” asked Kathleen coolly. The housekeeper nodded firmly.
“Of course! Are you planning to stay here, Ms.Johnson?”
“Yes.Samuel’s injured.He needs someone to take care of him.” Taken aback by her answer, the
housekeeper explained, “You’re right.Mr.Macari never let any women serve him.Whenever he's injured,
he'll get a man to take care of him.” Kathleen asked quietly, “Really?”
“It’s true.” The housekeeper smiled politely.
“Well, there were female doctors who came to treat Ms.Desi, but none of them ever lived in the house.”
Kathleen was the only exception. She was not particularly moved by the news; she was just surprised.
Samuel did not know she was Kathleen at that time. Yet, he had an inexplicable preference for her.
“Why don't you prepare the food a little earlier?” Kathleen asked indifferently.
“He can have some once he's awake.”
“Okay.” The housekeeper nodded.
“I’ll cook some for you as well, Ms.Johnson.”
“Sure, I'll eat in the dining room.”
“Understood.”
After some time, when Kathleen arrived at the dining room, the housekeeper had already placed the
dishes on the table. They were Kathleen's favorites. Unable to suppress her curiosity, Kathleen asked,
“Do you never prepare Samuel's favorites?”
It had happened several times; the dishes set on the table were always her favorites. The housekeeper
flashed a smile and explained, “Yes.Mr.Macari told us to only prepare your favorites in this house.This
practice has been going on for five years.”
For five years? Kathleen did not expect so much time to have passed.
“I see.” She picked up her fork and dug into the food. Knowing Kathleen did not like to be disturbed, the
housekeeper informed, “Ms.Johnson, I’ll be right outside.Feel free to let me know if there's anything
you need.”
“Okay.” Kathleen nodded. With that, the housekeeper left,and Kathleen carried on with her meal.
Then, her phone rang.
“Charles?” Kathleen called out calmly.
“I heard you were ambushed this afternoon.Are you hurt?” asked Charles, a deep crease forming
between his brows.
“I’m fine.Samuel got hurt because of me,” she replied grimly.
“Oh.Where is he hurt?” Charles' voice was laced with indifference.
“His wrist.” Kathleen pursed her trembling lips.
“His hand might be crippled.”
What?
“Could the doctor be working with him to trick you?” Charles believed Samuel could do something like
that.
After all, the latter liked Kathleen a lot.
“Charles, I'm a doctor too.I know the severity of his injury at a glance, but Samuel won’t let the doctor
tell me the truth.”
“So? Are you moved?” Letting out a sigh, shereminded, “You're the one who told me to not forgive
him.” She was referring to the time when they had a heart-to-heart sibling talk.
Charles’ gaze dimmed at that.
“That’s right.I'm not letting you forgive him, but you're moved, right?”
“That man was there to kill me,” Kathleen uttered.
“It had nothing to do with Samuel in the first place.”
“Kate, if you like him, then you should be with him,” said Charles, a faint smile hanging on his lips.
“I haven't thought things through.”
“Kate, this amnesia can be your new beginning,” said Charles seriously.
“I told you to not forgive him, not because I want to prevent you two from getting together but because I
feel that you shouldn’t marry him just for the sake of the children.However, if you really like him, then
you can ignore what I said back then.” Kathleen pursed her lips.
“Should I forgive him?” she asked, feeling confused and at a loss over what to do. “Ona certain level,
Samuel has paid the price and almost died,” Charles explained.
“But that depends on you—whether you think the price he paid is worth the compensation.” Kathleen
said softly, “But I lost my memories.” She could not remember how much she hatedSamuel, nor did she
know if everything Samuel did was enough to atone for his mistakes. Charles smiled.
“Since you can't make up your mind, why don't you let time answer for you? If you realize you still like
him after a long time,then you should be together.Kate, life’s too short to spend it on contemplating.You
should enjoy it to the fullest.Being happy is the most important thing.”
“Thank you, Charles.” Kathleen took a deep breath.
“I feel much better after talking to you.”
“That's good,” Charles said with a warm smile.
“As for Ryder...”
“I'll reject him, but I don't think I'll be with Samuel right away.I still need time to think.”
“Okay.You have my support no matter what decision you make.”
“Thank you, Charles.” Kathleen smiled.
“Oh, by the way.I don’t have enough people with me here.Can you make the arrangements and assign
me two more? One more thing.I want to know who was the person who ambushed me today and the
reason for the attack.”
“Sure.I’ll send someone over to see you tomorrow.If you think that person is suitable, you can keep
him,” said Charles seriously.
“Okay.” Kathleen nodded.
“I'll hang up, then.”
“All right.” Kathleen hung up and let out a sigh of relief. Though she wasn't feeling chirpy, at least she
was not as stressed as before. She finished up her meal and headed upstairs. That night, Samuel
woke up due to the pain.
He glanced at the side of his bed and realized there was no one.
Looks like she's gone. Enduring the stinging pain in his wrist, he sat up, turned on the bedside lamp,
and reached out for his pills. He popped them into his palm and put everything into his mouth.
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