Fell in Love With You in the Wrong Time novel Chapter 279

Kathleen sighed heavily.

Why are they all asking this?

In her worry, she said, “Can you stop hurting yourself this way, Samuel? If you continue this way, aren't you just letting Old Mrs. Macari down? Along with Mr. Macari and Mrs. Macari?”

Samuel didn't reply.

Frustrated, Kathleen pursed her lips anxiously. She was worried that he would rush out again if he happened to get agitated.

“Enough now, Samuel. You should treat your illness,” pleaded Kathleen as she furrowed her brows deeply.

“It's incurable,” rasped Samuel coarsely. He continued, “After I regained consciousness, I hired an extremely well-known doctor and got him to take a look at my condition. My illness started because of you. All will be well as long as you're next to me. You're the crucial element that helps to stabilize both my condition and my emotional state.”

Kathleen was stunned by his sudden declaration.

Am I really that important?

“Is there no other way?” she asked with a frown.

Samuel picked up on the difficult position that she was in and said, “I know. I can't force you to do something you don't want to. I'll try my best to manage alone.”

At that, she descended into a moment of deep thought, and silence ensued.

Now that I think about it, I wonder if he overheard the things I said outside earlier. From his expression, I doubt that he did. That means he doesn't know that I kissed Caleb yesterday in order to protect him. Well... So be it. I don't want to explain myself anyway.

He took in her expression and picked up on the frustration she was feeling. As such, he didn't pursue the matter any further.

He was afraid that she would have more reason to scorn him now that she knew he was ill.

He suppressed the unhappiness he was feeling and said, “Let me wash your hair for you.”

She nodded and grunted in agreement.

Following that, Samuel proceeded to meticulously and delicately wash her hair.

“How long will Tyson and the others need to come over?” asked Kathleen curiously.

“It’ll take them at least until tomorrow night. It all depends on when the storm blows over,” explained Samuel.

“This is an island, correct? Is there anyone else around?” she asked.

“Not at all,” he replied with a shake of his head.

She frowned slightly and probed, “What are you doing with an island like this?”

As he helped to wash her hair thoroughly, he said, “I was thinking that if it came to a point where I couldn't get myself under control, I needed a place to isolate myself.”

Kathleen was stunned and repeated, “You planned to live alone on an island?”

He nodded in acknowledgment.

At that moment, Kathleen felt pangs of heartbreak and sadness wash over her.

She realized that she was what Samuel needed to treat himself. If he couldn't find her, his emotional state would fluctuate perpetually, and he might just end up having to stay on the island.

“I'll make sure to treat myself, Kate,” rasped Samuel reassuringly.

That said, he knew that there might not be a point or much use to all the treatment.

“I'll find a doctor, so please don't hate me. Will you?” pleaded Samuel desperately in his low voice.

Kathleen felt a sharp pain straight through her heart before she finally replied, “All right.”

He was delighted upon taking in her response. He stated, “Your hair's done. Is there anything else you need help with?”

“Don't go too far now. Haven't I ended up in this state all because of you?” puffed Kathleen angrily.

He was taken aback and paused for a moment before he stated, “I'm sorry.”

She faintly asked, “Do you have another copy of the key?”

“What key?” asked Samuel with a deep frown.

“You locked Nicolette in the underground prison. I went to find you earlier to get the key, but you threw it away,” explained Kathleen impatiently.

“Nicolette's here?” asked Samuel as his brows knotted in surprise.

Kathleen gazed at him strangely and asked, “Don’t you both share the same set of memories?”

He said hoarsely, “He can see my memories, but I can’t see his.”

She didn't know how to respond to that revelation and instead maintained her silence.

He promised, “I'll do my best to make sure he doesn't appear anymore.”

He had become very careful with his mannerisms and the way he conducted himself. He was sorely afraid that he would reveal the explosive side of himself and scare her away. That was something he wanted to avoid at all costs, as he didn't want to detect the slightest bit of fear or terror in her eyes when she looked at him.

However, with that revelation, Kathleen was fully convinced that Samuel hadn't heard what she had said previously.