All Too Late
Chapter 386

Chapter 386 I Have Two Arms

Kathleen held her breath, and her heart was racing maniacally.

Thankfully, Samuel’s reactions were swift, and he managed to pull his hand away.

Regardless, the tip of the blade still managed to cut his wrist.

Kathleen’s heart tensed.

Oh no! Things won’t be good if Samuel’s tendons got cut accidentally. Dang it! Why does it have to be now? I don’t have anything on me!

The man lifted the blade and swung it at Samuel again.

Unable to hold in her urge, Kathleen clenched her fists and prepared to go up against the opponent herself.

“Stop!” Tyson’s voice sounded exceptionally loud on the third floor of the underground warehouse.

The man was taken aback by the sudden noise.

When he saw the massive group of people running toward him, his eyes widened with shock.

He clenched his jaw and swung his blade hard at Samuel.

“Get lost!” Kathleen charged forward, locked her arm around the man’s head from the back, and gave it a violent twist.

Crack!

In an instant, the man ceased to move.

Seeing that, Kathleen loosened her grip and slumped to the ground.

Samuel glanced at the man on the ground who had stopped breathing.

Enduring the excruciating pain in his wrist, he walked toward Kathleen, got to his knees, and pressed her head into his embrace.

Tyson and the others came running over.

Seeing that, Samuel ordered grimly, “Deal with him quietly.”

“Got it.” Tyson knew what he had to do.

He ordered some of his men to approach and take the body away.

When that was done, Tyson caught sight of Samuel’s wrist. “Mr. Macari, your hand—”

Samuel shot Tyson a glare, causing the latter to shut his mouth.

He then looked down at the woman in his embrace. “It’s okay. No one will replace out. Don’t be scared.”

Kathleen bit her lip. “I’m fine. I just haven’t experienced this for some time.”

When she was finally calm, she examined Samuel’s hand, noticing the cut was very deep.

She lifted her head, looking at him with concerned eyes. “You should go to the hospital first.”

“Okay.” Samuel nodded.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the hospital.

The doctor cleaned and bandaged Samuel’s wound.

Kathleen had been standing by the side and watching the entire process. “Doctor, how is he?”

“His bones aren’t broken, but…” The doctor looked at her solemnly. “His tendon is slightly injured. Mr. Macari’s hand won’t be the same anymore.”

The color drained from Kathleen’s face when she heard that. “What did you say?”

The doctor fell silent.

Sensing the panic in Kathleen’s voice, Samuel glanced at the doctor coldly and said, “I have two arms, anyway.”

The doctor lowered his head and focused on bandaging the arm. “All right. Remember to keep it dry and don’t lift heavy things. Take good care of it and it’ll return to its original state.”

Kathleen pinched her fingers.

If it wasn’t for me, Samuel wouldn’t have gotten hurt. In fact, he would be so badly injured. That man was clearly targeting me. Had Samuel not been there at that moment, I’d be dead meat by now.

Samuel turned to her and used his uninjured hand to hold hers. “Don’t worry. I have another hand.”

Kathleen pursed her lips and said nothing.

The doctor prescribed some painkillers, and Kathleen went off to collect the medicine.

When she was gone, Samuel cast a sullen glance at the doctor, asking “Is it serious?”

“Mr. Macari, I’m going to be honest with you. Your tendon was almost completely broken,” whispered the doctor. “This kind of recovery is extremely tricky. You must be careful.”

Samuel understood the severity of his injury. He then reminded grimly, “I trust you know what to say if she comes looking for you privately?”

The doctor was puzzled. “But Mr. Macari, she’s a doctor, too.”

“You just need to know what to say. That’s all,” Samuel ordered.

“Okay. I understand.” The doctor nodded. “Don’t worry, Mr. Macari.”

Samuel got up and prepared to leave.

The doctor sighed resignedly as he stared at Samuel’s large and dependable back.

Right then, Kathleen came running back with the medicine in her hand.

Samuel’s charming face looked slightly pale. “Don’t run. I’m not in urgent need of those pills.”

Kathleen merely squeezed the bag of pills and said nothing.

“I’ll need you to send me home. I can’t drive,” said Samuel with a deep voice. “Would that be too much of a trouble for you?”

“No.” Kathleen shook her head.

Fixing his eyes on her, he said, “Let’s go.”

She seems to be quite upset about me being injured.

Even so, he was happy about it.

It meant that she was worried about him.

Soon, Kathleen started the car and sent Samuel back to Florinia Manor.

She was rather familiar with the place.

Kathleen got out of the car with Samuel and walked into the house.

Upon arriving at the room, Kathleen stood in front of Samuel, looking somewhat hesitant. “I’m sorry, Samuel. This happened all because of me.”

He flashed a nonchalant smile at her. “Don’t worry about it.”

“I’ve checked the medicines.” Kathleen bit her lip. “Your injury is serious, right?”

“Kathleen, the severity of my injury has nothing to do with you. You don’t have to feel responsible for it,” Samuel assured her with his deep, attractive voice. “Surely you don’t want me to force you to repay me with yourself?”

Kathleen stiffened at his words.

“I know you won’t, and I won’t force you to do it, either. Stop worrying. If you do that, it’ll make me want to take advantage and bully you.”

His voice was cold yet soothing. Hearing that, she froze, and a frown appeared on her forehead. “What on earth is in your mind?”

“You,” Samuel answered lazily. “All I think about is you.”

His answer rendered her at a loss for words.

“Can you do me a favor?” he asked as he flashed a smile at her.

“What is it?”

“Can you prepare some warm water? I want to remove the blood on my wrist. I’ll also need you to help me change into a clean set of clothes.”

Kathleen nodded.

“Will you be uncomfortable with these requests?” Samuel asked, curious about her answer.

“I’m indebted to you, after all.”

“Sorry for the trouble,” he said with a smile.

Kathleen then turned and walked into the bathroom.

She wet a towel with warm water, wrung it, and walked out.

Meanwhile, Samuel was sitting on the bed and using one hand to unbutton his shirt. It was his right hand that got injured, which made it all the more difficult for him as he had to work with his left.

Kathleen strode over. “Let me help you.”

“Okay.” He nodded.

Kathleen stretched out her hands and helped him undo the buttons one by one, revealing his firm chest and eight packs. A light-colored scar could be seen extending from his chest to his abdomen. It resembled a giant centipede that was crawling on his body.

It was Kathleen’s first time seeing the scar ever since she lost her memories.

She had only heard about it from Charles.

Apparently, Samuel did that to punish himself when she left, which almost cost him his life.

Her heart started to tremble when she saw the scar.

As Samuel lowered his gaze to look at the shocked Kathleen, an unfathomable gaze flitted across his eyes.

After some time, Kathleen stopped herself from staring at the scar. She picked up the towel and wiped his wrist.

When the dried blood was completely removed, she entered the walk-in closet to help him get a set of fresh clothes.

She realized men’s clothing was not the only type of clothing there; there were also women’s.

What was more surprising was that the women’s clothing was of the latest design, and their tags were not removed yet.

Kathleen casually chose a shirt and brought it out of the walk-in closet.

For some reason, seeing all that left a suffocating and painful feeling in her chest.

Despite that, she helped Samuel to put on his shirt wordlessly.

Samuel’s complexion had turned paler.

“Does it hurt?” Kathleen frowned deeply. “You should take the medicine.”

“Okay.” He nodded obediently.

Kathleen took out the bag of pills and popped them into her palm. She wanted to place them on his hand when he lowered his head and ate the pills from her palm.