Blake's POV Patricia immediately looked sad and said, "You never talked to me like that before. I know it. You don't love me anymore. I am not the most important woman to you now!" "Patricia, what are you talking about?" I hurried over and hugged her. "Cathy is our family. I hope you can get along well." "I am an elder, and she should respect me. Shouldn't she?" Patricia still felt aggrieved. I sighed helplessly. "Here's the thing. I should respect you, because I'm your grandson. But she has not married me yet. You two should respect each other." Patricia immediately said with dissatisfaction, "Why hasn't she married you yet?" Hearing that, I asked with a smile, "Grandma, are you saying that I can marry her?" Patricia looked a little embarrassed. She sighed and said, "I didn't agree before, but I like the two kids very much. You and Leo didn't have a mother when you grew up. It's a regret that will accompany your whole life. I always feel guilty. I've done some thinking
Blake's POV Catherine blushed slightly at my words. She said, "I want to be here for a while longer." "Then I'll be here with you," I said. Catherine shook her head and said, "I'm done. You should head out. I need to change." "What if I don't want to go out?" I said cheekily. Catherine frowned. Then she ignored me and stood up straight. After she took off her wet clothes with her back to me, she reached out to take the white bathrobe next to her and wrapped her warm body. Then she turned around and said, "I'm going to sleep. Take your time." I was stunned for a long time. Why did I feel that I had been eased? When I left the bathroom, I paused and subconsciously walked to another guest room. I pushed open the door and saw Catherine, who was already asleep with a quilt in her arms. She had already taken the medicine placed on the table. I was still worried. I walked to the side of the bed and bent down. I reached out and placed my hand on her still-hot forehead.
Catherine's POV Blake and I went to the doctor. The doctor needed to take my temperature before making a diagnosis. I leaned on the bed and watched the nurse take the thermometer, shake it, and put it in my mouth. Blake stood aside and watched. The nurse was experienced. But when I felt the thermometer, the coldness made me tremble a bit. Seeing that, Blake frowned. His face went sullen, which made the nurse terrified. After a few minutes, the doctor told Blake and me that I had caught a cold. He asked us to stay here while he prescribed something for me. Then he left together with the nurse. I turned to look at Blake. "I'm fine here. Go to work. I'll take a taxi back later." "I'll skip the morning. I'll stay with you!" Blake took a chair and sat down. I was surprised. He had a lot on his plate, yet he was willing to spend all morning with me. I was very touched. "Will your work be affected?" I did not in
Third person's POV Catherine stood at the door of the lakeside villa. Watching Patricia's car leave, she suddenly felt more relaxed than she had ever felt before. She felt that happiness had come to her. Everything in life was perfect. She would hold all of these tightly and never let go. On the contrary, Gina, who was in prison, was exceptionally miserable. As a former female star, Gina was locked up in Sayreville's prison, and her days were gone. She was wearing plain clothes. Her hair was disheveled, and her face without makeup was utterly pale. Even her eyes, which she was proud of, were dim at this moment, as if she had been teased by fate thousands of times. Gina's prison life actually wasn't that bad. After all, she had her fair share of glory, and she was smarter than ordinary people. The women Gina was in the same cell with were hooligans. They used to worship her, and they were very excited to be locked in the same cell as
Catherine's POV Dawn came faster in early winter. I had just drawn a couple of designs in the room when I heard my kids running fast outside. I quickly put down my pencil and drawing board and saw the bedroom door pushed open. Two small figures came in one after another. Hedwig ran over and threw herself into my arms. She looked up and asked, "Mommy, are you better? I am so worried about you!" I listened to her childish voice and gently comforted her, "Much better. I'm fine! Don't worry!" Noah stood to the side, his hands crossed in front of his chest. He smiled and said, "Mommy, do you have something to say to us?" I was immersed in Hedwig's concern when I suddenly heard his question. I blinked. "What?" "Are you sure you don't have something to say to us?" Noah immediately pursed his lips. Hedwig also blinked. She grinned and shouted, "I know what Noah wants to ask you. Patricia said that you and daddy are going to get marrie
Catherine's POV I found that Leo was getting better at racing. Noah suddenly looked up at Blake and asked, "Daddy, when are you going to marry mommy? Will it take a long time?" As soon as Noah finished speaking, Leo's RC car suddenly rushed off the track and turned upside down, leaving only the two wheels spinning at a rapid speed. Noah turned around and looked at Leo strangely. "Leo, your car ran off the track!" Leo quickly stood up, picked up his RC car, and put it back on the track. Then he casually asked Blake, "You are getting married?" The corner of Blake's mouth rose. "Yes. Patricia is fine with it." I looked at them and found a slight change in Leo's expression, but it quickly returned to normal. Leo immediately laughed and congratulated us, "Congratulations!" Blake looked at Noah next to them and nodded. "Can you believe it? Our kids are so big." "That's all thanks to my mommy!" Next to Noah, Leo sudden
Catherine's POV The two of us continued to walk. "Cathy, I'm asking you seriously now. When do you want to get married?" Blake held my arm tightly and said in a low voice with strong tenderness. I was momentarily stumped. "What do you think? I'm fine with the date, actually." "Then I'll leave it to Patricia," Blake said. I nodded. "OK. Let her help us settle a date. But before we get married, I have to see Dr. Cooper again." "Why? Are you too impatient to wait?" Blake's eyes instantly darkened. My face was a bit hot, and I looked into his eyes. "Aren't you?" "Of course I am. How can I not?" said Blake. My face became even hotter. When he said things like that, he became charming indescribably. "Weren't you here to help me get inspiration? Such a topic won't help!" I couldn't help but chuckle. Blake held my hand and walked forward. There was a pond next to us, and a lot of fireflies suddenly flew up
Catherine's POV That night, I had a beautiful dream. In my dream, I wore a pure white wedding dress and walked down the red carpet. Step by step, I walked toward the tall man in front of me. Far away, through the veil, I saw the man reach out to me. The feeling was somehow unreal, yet it was so beautiful, making me unwilling to wake up. But the red carpet was so long. I walked for a long time, and my legs were sore from walking. However, I still couldn't walk to his front, though he was there, right in front of me. Although my legs were tired from walking in the dream, I just didn't want to open my eyes and end the dream. I reluctantly opened my eyes until I felt something warm and soft on my face. Then I saw a pair of crystal-like beautiful eyes. It was Hedwig, who woke up earlier than me. This seldom happened. "Mommy, it's time to get up. Today is my last day at school. No school tomorrow!" Hedwig happily jumped on the bed and said