Third Person's POV Leo strode up behind her, his deep eyes fixed on her pale face, devoid of any color. Then, with arms as strong as pincers, he pulled her into his embrace, feeling as if he was holding a block of ice. This woman was radiating cold. Was she not concerned about her own life? "You..." Sunny didn't expect him to hold her suddenly. The words she was about to say instantly stuck in her throat, so she just stayed still in his arms. Two seconds later, Leo took her into the hall, shutting the cold outside, his handsome face as cold as frost, extremely unpleasant, and he questioned, "Do you want to die?" Sunny was stunned for a moment and quickly shook her head. "Of course not, I just..." "Don't think that if you get sick, I won't force you to go find Olivia!" Leo misinterpreted her words to mean what he thought. "..." Well, she didn't think that much. She was just feeling upset, took her phone and listened to that recording twice, feeling more and more that O
Third Person's POV Catherine let out a soft laugh, "How did you notice that?" "Can't you feel that his gaze on you is ill-intentioned?" Blake asked her with a hint of discontent. "Of course. I just ignore him." "From now on, you need to stay far away from him and never see him again, understand?" Blake seemed to have reminded her before, but at this moment, he still couldn't help but warn her again. "By the way, there's something I should tell you. While you were abroad, Troy called me and invited me to dinner." Catherine hadn't mentioned it before because she didn't think it was necessary. But since he was so concerned about her meeting with Nick, she decided to be honest. If he found out later, there might be a misunderstanding. Blake's deep eyes narrowed as he stared at her somewhat anxious face. His tone carried a hint of annoyance, "Why did you go to see him? Have you forgotten how he insulted you before? Those unpleasant words. If it weren't for the fact tha
Third Person's POV "Tonight, I'd like to have dinner with Catherine and the children. I'm not sure if Blake will agree," Halsey said, a hint of worry in his voice. "If it's difficult for you to talk to him, I can ask him," Abigail thought that if Halsey called Blake, he might be refused, but if she spoke to him, there might be a glimmer of hope. "I don't want to put you in a difficult position. Forget it. If I can't see the children, then seeing Catherine would be nice. I really want to see her," Halsey chuckled softly. "Alright, you father and daughter should have a get-together, and I won't join," Abigail replied. "Okay, I'll call Catherine later and ask her," Halsey nodded. Even though he wished Abigail could come along, he felt it wasn't quite appropriate. Upon receiving Halsey's call, Catherine was delighted. "Dad, why have you suddenly returned? You didn't give me a heads up." "I decided to come back on a whim. Can we have dinner together tonight? It would be wonder
Third Person's POV Catherine was well aware that Halsey must have also longed to see his grandchildren. "I'm not angry, just a bit disappointed. After all, I can't come back often, and I really want to see them," Halsey's words carried a hint of bitterness and sadness. "Dad, I'll have the little ones call you more often. Hedwig is quite the chatterbox," Catherine comforted. "Yes, that little one is indeed interesting. Catherine, you must have been this cute when you were little. Seeing Hedwig reminds me of you when you were her age," Halsey said, his eyes reddening and his heart filled with inexplicable sadness and self-reproach. "I can't be as cute as Hedwig. I was quite naughty and wild when I was a child," Catherine said with a smile. "By the way, Catherine, I've been thinking. You don't have to take my surname. Keep Wyatt. It will avoid gossip. Besides, you were raised by the Wyatt family, so it's fitting to keep their name, not forgetting your roots," Halsey said. Ca
Third Person's POV As Catherine escorted Halsey to the hotel, they had just arrived at the lobby entrance when she ran into someone. It was Harley. Dressed in casual attire and wearing a baseball cap, he was followed by a few people who appeared to be his assistants and agents. The seven-star hotel was bustling with activity, but as soon as Catherine looked up, she saw him heading towards her. Clearly, Harley had also spotted her and, after briefly instructing those behind him, approached Catherine alone. "Harley!" Catherine greeted him with a smile. Halsey, standing beside her, asked out of curiosity, "Catherine, is this a friend of you?" "Yes, you go ahead upstairs. I'll chat with him for a bit," Catherine replied. Halsey nodded and left. Harley looked at Halsey with interest for a moment, then asked Catherine, "Who's that man?" "It's a long story. Troy was my adoptive father. He's my biological father. I've only just recently reunited with him," Catherine didn'
Third Person's POV Catherine returned to the Royal Pack by car. The spacious back seat was occupied only by her, leaning against the window, gazing at the city lights outside. The unexpected encounter with Harley had stirred her emotions. Once carefree and outspoken in their youth, now they had both grown into adulthood upon meeting again. Catherine shook her long hair, not wanting to dwell on the past. She understood she had no feelings for Harley anymore, only gratitude for his help and companionship in their youth. She wished him well and hoped he would soon find a woman he truly cared for. By the time Catherine returned to the Royal Pack, it was almost past ten. She ascended to the second floor, surrounded by silence. It seemed the two little ones had already gone to sleep. She headed towards the bedroom and pushed the door open. She found Blake lounging on the sofa, holding an iPad, seemingly engrossed in something. Without lifting his head, he asked, "It's late.
Third Person's POVIn the morning, at the breakfast table, Blake brought up the engagement.Everyone in the family was supportive, without any objections.In the world of werewolves, marriages between families often had more profound meanings. They are not only about strengthening the bond between two families but also a consideration for the future expansion of power.Therefore, their families felt that Blake and Catherine's engagement was a delightful and well-supported event.Especially Emerson, who rarely came downstairs to have breakfast, was excited upon hearing about their engagement.He said loudly, "Great, let's get this settled quickly!" His loud voice seemed to carry the anticipation of the family's increasingly prosperous future.Hedwig, stirring her oatmeal in the bowl, pouted and asked, "After Daddy and Mommy get engaged, can they have another sister for me?"The innocent words from the little one instantly froze the atmosphere at the table.Everyone's expressions flicke
Third Person's POV"Damn it!" Leo's heart lurched at the high-temperature reading, and he cursed under his breath.He rummaged through the first-aid kit but found no spare fever-reducing medicine.With Sunny in her current state, if her fever didn't subside quickly, she could end up delirious.Leo glanced at the time. It was a little after three in the morning. Where could he find an open pharmacy at this hour?Should he take her to the hospital? After a moment's thought, he decided to call his assistant instead.The assistant, groggy from sleep, was jolted awake by the urgent call. He quickly dressed and rushed to the hospital to fetch the medicine.Leo made a silent vow to reward his assistant handsomely for this.At five in the morning, the assistant arrived with the fever-reducing medicine.Leo expressed his gratitude, and the assistant was touched. He hadn't expected his usually aloof boss to become so considerate.With the medicine in hand, Leo brought a glass of warm water and
Third Person's POV"Olivia was the woman who had an affair with Mark back then? I thought you'd already dealt with her," Nick said with a cold sneer after hearing his father's request. He believed Mark's misplaced mercy back then was like burying a landmine for himself.Richard gritted his teeth. "Not killing her back then was my mistake, but now she must disappear.""Why did you spare her back then, Dad?" Nick's piercing gaze made Richard somewhat flustered."I thought she wouldn't betray me," Richard equivocated."Come on, loyalty that can be bought with money isn't loyalty at all," Nick sneered. "I know the truth—you couldn't bring yourself to kill her because she has the face of your first love. Lust truly does cloud judgment. Your obsession with that woman even drove Mom to her death!""Nick!" Richard roared, as if struck in a sore spot.Nick's eyes turned cold and he fell silent.Richard realized his approach was to
Third Person's POV"Staring at me?" Blake suddenly turned his head, his sapphire eyes sweeping over her flushed cheeks, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips."N-no!" Catherine hastily lowered her head, her fingers crumpling the book pages, yet not a word entered her mind.Blake let out a low chuckle and strode to her side, his long leg bracing against the sofa back, trapping her in the soft confines."Is it nervous to stare at your fiancé?" He deliberately emphasized the word "fiancé," his warm breath grazing her reddening earlobe. "Or have you already decided I'm your 'husband'?"Catherine's heartbeat skipped. They were engaged, but the word "husband" still sent a blush to her cheeks."Don't jump the gun, we're not married yet," she whispered, her gaze involuntarily sliding downward as he began unbuttoning his shirt—his defined chest faintly visible beneath the white fabric, each button like a droplet being undone by
Third Person's POVNow, none of them dared to return home after midnight. They all felt as if going home was like admitting to a mistake, so they prepared mental scripts, thinking about how to deal with the questioning.This was the subtle difference between being unmarried and married in their minds."Blake, you and Catherine are already engaged. When do you plan to get married? How about having the wedding on the same day as ours? It might become a beautiful story," Benjamin asked with a smile, thinking that getting married on the same day could be quite a tale."Forget it. I don't want to run to two wedding venues in one day." Howard was the first to object, already looking forward to attending two wedding feasts.The corners of Blake's mouth twitched into a smile. "I might actually get married before you. My grandmother has already set the date for us.""Ah?" The other two were filled with shock. So sudden?Blake nodded. "I've alr
Olivia promised not to run and cooperated fully.That night, she detailed how Richard had found and bribed her to lure Mark.After settling Olivia in Blake's vacant villa, Leo left past eleven.Hungry and tired, he recalled cooking with Sunny—her average but heartwarming home cooking.On impulse, he drove to Sunny's building, seeing the light in her apartment.Regretting his harsh words, he hesitated but finally, masked and hat-clad, knocked on her door.Sunny opened it, red-eyed from crying.They stood in silence."Why are you here again?" Sunny asked hoarsely."Olivia came to me," Leo said, pushing the door open.Sunny's face stiffened. "Did you send her to the police?""Not yet. I have other plans. Don't ask," Leo said.The air grew tense. Leo stepped closer, tucking her hair behind her ear. "My words this afternoon—did they hurt you?"Sunny widened her eyes. "Of course not. I d
"I'm sorry." Sunny bowed her head, covered her face with her hands, and shook it violently. "Sorry, I really don't know what to do."Leo looked at her like a frightened child, muttering this sentence over and over.But he didn't want to hear her apologies."Maybe I loved the wrong person. Since you never tell me the truth, fine, let's stop torturing each other. Breaking up is the wisest choice," Leo steeled himself again, slammed the things he was carrying onto the table, and turned to leave.Sunny heard the door close heavily again, as if it had slammed right into her heart.She trembled all over.They must had been enemies in their past life.Sunny sneered at herself. That was why this life was full of torment.Leo went downstairs, got into his car. His mind went blank.He didn't know why he was so heartless, but he was just really angry, especially since he placed Sunny in the most important position, yet had to endur
"I had someone call Tasha, and she said your mom was home for dinner, so I came over." Leo had been particularly clingy with Sunny lately. Not having her even for lunch felt off, so he packed some food, deciding to eat with her.He didn't expect to see Olivia.Worse still, Sunny actually stood in front of Olivia, as if shielding her.Sunny's mind was blank. She underestimated her importance to Leo.Olivia, seeing Leo's dark expression and the flicker of anger in his eyes, panicked too.She pushed Sunny aside, stepped forward, and said humbly, "Leo, I was planning to apologize to you anyway.""Really?" Leo's voice was icy cold. Though addressing Olivia, his gaze pinned Sunny, as if trying to see through her pale face to her true thoughts.Olivia nodded earnestly. "Yes, I was going to seek your forgiveness. We were just discussing having Sunny call you later...""Enough! I don't want to hear your lies. Keep running if you will."
"Is your hand better?" Olivia nervously checked Olivia's left hand."Did you go to Leo's neighborhood last night?""Yes, I've been waiting at the entrance for days and came here specially to corner you today."Sunny took her home. Olivia collapsed on the sofa and said, "Life on the run is exhausting."Sunny poured a glass of water and asked, "Want something to eat?""Is there any food? I'm starving."After Sunny bought food and returned, she found Olivia already fast asleep on the sofa. An hour later, a phone call woke Olivia up—it was Leo calling to urge her."Leo, I need to have lunch with my mom today. Is it okay if I come back to the company in the afternoon?"Leo agreed readily.Sunny lied to Leo. She was worried that Leo might ask questions or suggest coming with her.Fortunately, Leo didn't say much and just asked her to come back early.After hanging up, Sunny saw Olivia, who had been woken up
After dinner, Richard and Nick didn't linger. They greeted Emerson upstairs and left.Back in the bedroom, Blake's handsome face was clouded with gloom.Catherine sat beside him and gently comforted, "They're gone. Don't let them get to you. It's not worth it!""I know, but I can't help it. This feeling is killing me," Blake said, rubbing his temples.Catherine leaned on his shoulder. "Don't think about it. Emerson's not doing well. Let's focus on taking care of him."Blake nodded. "I'll try to hold on. Once this period's over, I'll make them pay double."Catherine felt helpless seeing his pain but couldn't do anything to ease it.***Late at night, Sunny and Leo were heading home after dinner, both tired.As their car approached Leo's apartment, Sunny glanced out the window and froze.She thought she'd seen Olivia.She sat up straight and looked again.Sure enough, a figure scrambled into a car and
"If the kid were yours, you'd love him!" Richard frowned."But I'm your son too, and I don't feel particularly liked by you."Richard's face turned livid with anger.Seeing Richard speechless, Nick coldly said, "So, I'll only like a son born to a woman I love. Just like you. If that woman had a son for you, you definitely wouldn't treat me as dispensable. I feel like a neglected child.""Enough! I gave you whatever I can already!" Richard interrupted.Nick's words had struck a chord.The reason he didn't value Nick was because he disliked his mother.Richard had always been unwilling to admit it, but now that his son had pointed it out, he became angry out of shame.With a stern face, Nick opened the door and left.Emerson's health was deteriorating. The cold weather made him increasingly uncomfortable.Most of Patricia's energy was devoted to caring for him.Fortunately, the two children were with Abigail,