Catherine's POV
After eating two pieces of bread, I stood up with my purse. "I'll go to work now. Enjoy!" "Let's go together. I'll send you to the office." Blake suddenly stood up. Then I remembered that my car had been sent to be repaired, so I couldn't drive to work. "Thanks, then!" I didn't refuse him. Instead, I followed him out of the door. I sat in Blake's car and arrived at the company. As soon as I got out of the car, I heard the sound of some reporters secretly taking photos next to me. I turned around vigilantly, while they jumped into their car instantly and left. I was speechless. I guessed it wasn't easy to be a reporter nowadays. They went here to wait for us early in the morning, and they even acted like thieves when taking photos of us. What was their purpose? I knew my life would never be peaceful again now that I was involved with Blake. As soon as I stepped into the elevator, everyone was starCatherine's POV Leo noticed my silence, and he seemed to realize that he had said something inappropriate. He quickly rephrased, "Don't get me wrong. I don't mean to belittle you. I just feel that you and Blake are not the same kind of people. You know that Blake is serious and boring. But you strike me as quite interesting." "It's fine. I know what you mean," I said, but I still felt a little upset about his comments. After I ended the call with Leo, another call came in before I could put my phone down. It was from Blake. "Yes?" I said lightly. "Who were you talking to on the phone? Why were you talking for so long?" Blake asked with a little dissatisfaction. I was stunned. I felt a bit guilty and lied, "It was just a client. What's up?" "Clear out your afternoon. I have something important to go to you," said Blake. "What is it?" I was surprised. "Anyway, I'll pick you up at three o'clock in the aftern
Catherine's POV "Where are you taking me shopping?" I asked curiously. "We go where the best things are," Blake said calmly. I couldn't help but look back at him. "You aren't going to spend a fortune changing my appearance just because of what people say on the Internet, are you? If so, then I guess I owe them a thank you." "Isn't it a matter of course for me to buy things for you? Do I need a reason?" Blake couldn't help but chuckle. "Fine. Aren't you afraid that I will buy lots and lots of stuff and max out your card?" I threatened him fiercely. "Go ahead. As long as that's what you want." Blake said generously. I suddenly realized that I had said something ridiculous again. Blake had so much money that even he lost count. "Forget it. I'm not that greedy. A few pieces will do." I thought about it, and I realized that I shouldn't take it out on him. After all, how I dressed was the reason why we were here. Blake didn'
Catherine's POV "I'm not interested in those things. Maybe we should go." I immediately declared that I didn't dig jewelry. "That's because you haven't seen anything you like. Trust me, when you wear jewelry that belongs to you, you'll love it," Blake said. "Blake, believe it or not, if you keep buying things for me like this, I might not be able to leave you ever again." I was in a mess. Blake stopped abruptly. I didn't see it coming at all, and I bumped into him. My head was buzzing. I touched my forehead and looked at him with confusion. "Are you serious?" His voice was low and charming. "What?" I blinked. "You can't leave me ever again?" Blake said directly. I was just teasing him. I only meant to scare him, yet I winded up being startled. "What do you want?" I took a step back. Blake took a step forward. His tall and muscular body was very close to me, and his voice was low. He said, "I want to know.
Catherine's POV When I returned to the lakeside villa, I found it quiet. Then I realized that I didn't see Howard and Ash in the parlor. "Where are Mr. Twitty and Ash?" I asked. "Mr. Twitty has gone out. He says he won't be home for dinner tonight, but he'll be back for another night." replied the servant. I smiled gratefully and walked upstairs with my purse. I figured that Dowen was on his way to pick up the kids. I could take the opportunity to take a shower and relax. I took a shower and changed into my pajamas. Just as I went downstairs, I heard the footsteps of the two kids running into the parlor. "Noah, let's go feed Chestnut and Peanut later, OK? I miss them a lot," Hedwig said. "OK!" Noah sounded very mature. "Hedwig, Noah, I will join you." I smiled as I walked down the stairs. Their eyes lit up, and they ran to the stairs to wait for me. "Mommy, why are you back so early?" I said gently, "I got off work early today!" "Mommy, what's that on your ha
Catherine's POV I went downstairs with Hedwig, and I saw Howard's car parked outside the parlor. He pushed the door open and got out of the car hastily. Then he hurriedly opened the rear seat door and came in holding a baby who was crying her eyes out. "Ash, don't be afraid. Daddy's here. It's my fault. You must be terrified!" Howard blamed himself while holding Ash in his arms. I hurried over and asked with concern, "Mr. Twitty, did you take Ash out?" "Yes. She has been staying at home for two days, so I wanted to take her out to see the outside. But on our way back, she kept crying so hard. It breaks my heart!" His face was full of sorrow. I quickly held Ash in my arms and said, "Ash, come here and play with Hedwig. Let Hedwig sing for you, OK?" As soon as Hedwig heard that there was a chance to show off, she immediately began to sing a few songs that she had learned in kindergarten. Ash dug playing with kids. Seeing Hedwig singing and dancing in front of her, she
Catherine's POV Blake's words made me blush a bit. I turned, poured a glass of water, took it to Blake, and said, "Have some water." "Cathy, you're so nice to me." He looked at me seriously. I glanced at him with slight anger and shyness. "I'm only doing this for money." "I know you are not a snob. You are trying to hide the fact that you have feelings for me by lying," said Blake with a bit of smugness. I wanted to throw the glass of water right in his face badly. Was Blake drunk? Blake tried to sit up several times, but his attempts were all in vain. Then he pressed his head. "I'm dizzy. Can you help me?" I thought he was very drunk, so I walked over and tried to help him sit up. I put my arms around his shoulder and helped him up. Blake was practically leaning on me. I frowned. I didn't know what a man should be like when he was drunk, but Blake didn't seem right to me. How come he couldn't even sit straight? "Blake, just lie down. I'll call Dowen over and
Catherine's POV "What are you talking about? Explain to me! What did I do to you?" Blake asked, confused. He gawked at me innocently. Seeing that, I became even more furious. I sneered, "Of course, you don't remember what you said, because you were dreaming. How am I supposed to know which woman you were snuggling up to in your dream? Instead of asking me, you should ask yourself. If you didn't want her to leave you, you should have asked her to stay. What's the point of dreaming about her every day now? Also, don't say those sappy things to me ever again." Blake looked like he realized something. "Cassy, are you so mad because you have feelings for me?" asked Blake. How could this man always miss the point? I was choked by his words! I was accusing him plausibly just now. However, because of his words, my aggressiveness instantly vanished. I lowered my head and tidied my messy long hair. I fell silent. Blake sa
Catherine's POV "Blake, let's say what you said is true. But I am not as emotional as you are." "I'm not trying to force you to fall in love with me, but I hope that our relationship will grow deeper. Can you tell me how you feel about me now? I want to be sure. I don't want to spend my day wandering anymore. Please?" Blake's tone was very gentle, making people unable to resist. I bit my lower lip. I had always been brave, but not right now. "Well, I admit that you have been very nice to me and the kids these days, and your performance is almost flawless. Anyway, I don't hate living with you now. But I can't say that I'm in love with you." I plucked up my courage and expressed my feelings. "It's already a good start, isn't it?" Blake chuckled in a low voice. I looked up at him. He had been immersed in sorrow just now, but now he was chuckling. Was he acting back then? "How's your relationship with your mother now?" I asked cu