Catherine's POV
I fell asleep just like that. I slept through the night without dreams, and I was woken up by Hedwig the next morning. Today was the weekend. She didn't need to go to school. She rolled up, looked at me, and said, "Mommy, I might have made a big mistake!" Hedwig pointed at the drawer beside the bed in a daze. "I messed up all the jewelry that daddy gave you!" I was stunned for a moment. Then I quickly got up and opened the drawer. I turned serious when I saw the necklaces and bracelets piled up in a mess. "Hedwig, why did you play with my things? You are not supposed to play with them. Do you know that?" They were expensive and delicate. I always put them in the drawer carefully. But Hedwig fiddled with them like they were toys! "I'm sorry, mommy. I won't do that again!" Hedwig quickly raised her hands and apologized softly. I wanted to lecture her more, but she already knew she was wrong. So, I stopped blaminCatherine's POV Blake smiled and asked, "What is it? Are you too touched to eat it?" "Not at all!" I took a big bite of the bread. It tasted so good, so I took another bite. Blake opened his car door and said, "What are you waiting for?" I quickly turned around and sat in his car. Blake suddenly reached out and gently touched the corner of my mouth. "You ate like a kid." Blake smiled. I felt shy again. I quickly finished the bread in silence. Then he passed me a bottle of water. I was stunned for a moment and saw that Blake had already unscrewed the lid. He looked at me with a smile. "Drink up." "OK!" He was so considerate and took good care of others. He always made me feel warm. He was my mate. I had never loved someone so much. But I'm not used to such sweet feelings. I drank up the water. Suddenly, Blake said in a low voice, "Come to my office later. Let's have lunch together." "Why? " "
Catherine's POV I took a few sips of the hot drink. It tasted good. Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Blake came in. He looked at me with a smile on his face and walked toward me. I stood up, and in the next second, he pulled me into his arms. His smell was so familiar, and it made me want to stay in his arms. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment quietly. "You never came to visit me here," Blake complained as if he felt hurt because of this. I couldn't help but laugh out loud and didn't know what to say. "I know you are busy and I don't want to disturb you!" I comforted him. If there was anything that I needed to discuss with him, I could always leave it till night when he got back home. "I don't care. You simply don't care about me that much!" Blake complained. "Of course, I care about you. That's why I married you." Blake took a step back and looked down at me. "You are so independent. I used to think
Catherine's POV After taking a shower, I quickly put on my clothes and combed my long, messy hair in the bathroom. I came out of the lounge and was about to go and say goodbye to Blake. The assistant outside the door did not stop me, because everyone knew who I was. I could push open Blake's door without anyone's permission. I thought Blake was alone in the office, but when I pushed the door, I saw a beautiful woman sitting on the sofa. I was stunned. It was Blake's biological mother, Abigail. Abigail's eyes were red. She had been crying. Abigail was also a little surprised at the sight of me. But soon, her surprise was replaced by delight, because she already knew about me and the kids. Blake looked gloomy, so I stood at the door and didn't know if I should go in. Blake quickly walked over and whispered to me, "You can go back to work now. I will contact you later." I looked into his eyes and grabbed his big ha
Blake's POV I saw Abigail today, and I had mixed feelings. So, I asked Benjamin and Howard to hang out. In the evening, Benjamin and I pushed open the door of a private room and entered. "You're here. Drink with me!" The room was large. Howard sat alone on the sofa and looked at us. As soon as I stepped in, I knew something was wrong. I threw the car keys on the table, looked at Benjamin, and asked in a low voice, "What happened to him?" Benjamin shook his head. "I just arrived. I asked him, but he said nothing and just kept drinking." "It has got to do with women again." I made a guess. Howard suddenly threw the bottle on the table, looked up, and stared at the ceiling with a look of despair. He sadly announced, "I'm single again. I don't have a woman or a daughter. I'm alone again!" Benjamin and I looked at each other. Then we turned to Howard with concern. "Harry, what happened? Tell us, and we'll see how we can hel
Catherine's POV After finishing work at noon, I suddenly thought of the important task Blake gave me. He wanted me to take Rowena to lunch and talk to her. On the way to work today, Blake walked me through Howard and Rowena's current situation briefly. It sounded like the two had been through quite a hard time. I felt bad for them with mixed feelings. Blake wanted me to find out whether Rowena still loved Howard or not. What a tough job! I was not very close with Rowena, yet I still called her and asked her for lunch. To my surprise, Rowena agreed without hesitation. We met at a restaurant. Rowena looked haggard and was in low spirits. It seemed that she didn't rest well. "You didn't go to work today?" I asked curiously. "I quit my job!" Rowena's words surprised me. Blake told me that Rowena worked hard, and she took her current job very seriously. Rowena took a sip of her glass of water. She laughed at h
Third person's POV "What do you think? Should I jump off the building or cut my wrist? Which one is better?" "Maybe the former. At least it doesn't hurt, because you won't jump at all. Cutting your wrist is not good. It hurts!" Eda said. Howard thought for a moment and felt that Eda's words made sense. "Then I will go with the former. You've got to help me..." "I will. Don't worry. I'll shout at you while standing downstairs and urge you to jump!" Howard frowned. "Are you my sister or not?" "I'm just putting more pressure on Yvonne, so she will stop bothering me with your relationship issues." Eda laughed. She thought that since Howard still could come up with all these strange ideas, he had not given up yet. There was still hope for him. Howard put his hand on his forehead and said, "It's no fun being drunk. I've had a headache all night, and I'm still dizzy. I am so beaten up." "Of course, you feel that way!" Eda stood up.
Third person's POV "Eda, I know I have a bad temper, but I have been like this for years." Yvonne raised her head and looked at Howard, who was still standing on the roof. For the first time, she realized that she was such a loser and felt sad about herself. Yvonne had come to her senses. Eda felt sorry for her. She wiped Yvonne's tears with a tissue. "Why don't you go sit in the living room and leave this to me? I'll deal with the things with Rowena as well. Just stay out of it, alright?" Yvonne looked at Eda with a complicated expression. She wanted to say something, but she didn't. "Let me handle it. Trust me!" Eda stopped Yvonne from saying anything more. At last, Yvonne chose to trust Eda. Maybe it was because Yvonne saw the confident look on Eda's face, or maybe it was because Yvonne had realized that she was being bossy and selfish. She made a big mistake, which was almost at the cost of her son's life. She wanted to change. Eda hel
Catherine's POV I was stunned. I raised my eyes and gawked at Blake. "Why would you say that? We are mates. We are blessed by the Moon Goddess. Of course, our love will not change." "I know. I'm just afraid that something might happen in the future," Blake said ambiguously. I sighed and continued to lean against his shoulder. I said, "Whatever it is, we will face it together." "I'm so glad that you can think like this." Blake reached out and stroked my long hair. I did not know why he became so sentimental. The news that Blake was going to get married had already caused an uproar throughout Sayreville. Moreover, the business elites in New York were honored to receive his invitation. The location was settled, and the grand ceremony was in place. I didn't have time to think about work. Melinda was happy for me and gave me a long vacation. She asked me to focus on the wedding for now and get back to work after that. Moreo