Catelyn flinched.She was only caring about him. Why did Cedrick look at her so sharply?Cedrick pulled his tie open elegantly and placed his coat over the back of the chair, then rolled his sleeves up his elbow, exposing a small section of his muscular wrist. "Get me some medicine first," he spoke, his voice sounding rather husky.Could he have gotten the flu because of her?If it were not for her, would he be pestered by Lola at the Barricade Club and caught a cold after?Catelyn could not understand him.She nodded and glanced at the suitcase from the corner of her eye before she went to get the medicine from the first-aid box under her television cabinet.She had a few types of flu medicine ready at home, ranging from ordinary ones to super-effective ones.Her fingertip hovered over the regular flu medicine before she settled for the super-effective one. This one would make the consumer drowsy, though.Since Cedrick did not seem to be leaving anytime soon, she decided to l
Catelyn and Jamie must have been madly in love back then. Why else would she give birth to his child in secret?When Cedrick finished his food, Catelyn cleaned up the table and brought the dishes to the sink, all while she sneaked a peek at the suitcase.The luggage stood still and showed no signs of movement.Catelyn could not help but felt a little worried that her son might be suffocated."You just had your medicine. Would you like to take a rest in my room?" Catelyn suggested, thinking of getting an opportunity for her son to have a breather.Cedrick paused his motion of tidying his collar. He raised his eyebrows in interest. "Do you know what it means when you ask a man to go to your room at night?""I'm…just concerned to see you unwell."Miles was still in the living room, too. What kind of adult conversation was he trying to have?Cedrick scooched her into his arms and bit on her ear lightly."What do you think I'd do?" Cedrick deliberately exhaled into her ear, and his
While Cedrick was taking a shower, Miles took the opportunity to pull open the zipper of the luggage.His tiny eyes first scanned the living room.He saw that Catelyn was alone in the living room and let his guard down immediately. He climbed out of the suitcase.Catelyn could not care much either. She knew that it was bad for his blood circulation that he had spent such a long time in such a small space. She massaged Miles' tiny hands and feet.Miles scrutinized his mother. Good, she was alright."I'm hungry, Mommy." He pointed at his small belly.Catelyn immediately washed an apple and cut it into small pieces, then served it to him. "Here, have some apples.""Feed me." The boy became a little demanding at that point, his eyelashes fluttering as he did.Catelyn, instead of getting mad, took one look at him and grabbed a fork, sending one apple slice to his mouth."Now you feel bad. Did you regret not staying at Joanne's?""No." Miles enjoyed being served with the apple, but
Catelyn placed a hand over Miles' mouth and carried him out of the room by the waist. "If you wake him up, I'll dump you at Jamie's."Miles slowly ceased his struggling as he grabbed Catelyn by the hem of her blouse and feebly reasoned, "I will be obedient! I won't wake Big Demon up. Don't send me away, please?"Cedrick was fast asleep, so Catelyn was not worried that Miles would be noticed. She thus left him to have a rest in the living room and went to clean up the dishes.After Catelyn left, Miles' innocent expression vanished and was instead replaced with a mischievous grin.So, Big Demon dared to sleep on his bed and harass his mother, huh? He would regret this.…When Catelyn came out of the kitchen, she saw Miles sitting quietly in the living room, watching the television. The volume was turned so low that it would wake Cedrick up.Catelyn was glad to see that her son was on his best behavior.Just as she was about to ask Miles to go back to Joanne's, Miles suddenly turn
"Cough, cough!"A heart shape was painted on Cedrick's face with a heart in lipstick, and it started on his forehead, went along his cheeks, then closed at his chin.There were also two strokes above his lips like a red mustache.Miles did this.That explained why he offered to return to Joanne's place. He was technically fleeing before his wonderful act got busted!She regretted having believed his behavior and did not go into the room to check on Cedrick when she wanted to. What was she supposed to do at this moment?!The red mustache was hilarious, though. He could turn heads if he walked out!She must punish Miles for this.Cedrick did not miss the split second of shock on Catelyn's face, but he was rather used to this kind of admiring gaze. He was a little doubtful, though. He knew he was dashing, but she did not have to spurt out her water."Catelyn, behave yourself." He behaved coolly.Catelyn, on the other hand, scratched her head. How should she convince Cedrick to w
"Your mother is a nightmare when she's angry," Joanne mumbled, then leaned back against the couch. "Tell me," she spoke as she smiled at Miles, "what did you do to make your mother this angry?"Miles immediately tried to appear as pathetic as possible. "Mommy brought Big Demon into the room to make babies with him. No one will love me from now on...""Goodness, what are you even talking about? I'll always love and care for you, Miles!""Really?" Miles stopped fake-sobbing and stared at Joanne unblinkingly with his innocent, large eyes. He did not play the victim card all that often, but when he did, the way he looked at people with doe-like eyes could melt hearts.Joanne's heart softened at the sight and nodded. "Of course. No one can bully Miles! Still, you have to tell me what you did."Miles hesitated for a moment before, finally, he came clean.Joanne gulped audibly at his explanation with resignation. "You're too much! It's no wonder your mother got so angry. That guy is goi
Cedrick finished his soup and went to stay in the mansion's study by habit. He had left the office early, after all, and there was unfinished work that needed to be done.By the time he completed all the tasks, it was already half past two in the morning.He pinched the bridge of his nose and felt a thin layer of sweat on his skin, so he reached out for a tissue paper and wiped his face, only to see a flash of red.Cedrick's composed feature froze. Where did this red smudge come from?He thought back to the odd expressions on Albert and the servants' faces and hurried to the bathroom. He kicked the door open and stared at his reflection in the mirror to find a face painted red as though his face was a whiteboard meant for children.The faint citrus scent he smelt was indeed from Catelyn's lipstick when he foolishly thought that it was merely her scent lingering on him.His expression darkened maliciously.'Darn that Catelyn Clark!' he growled internally. 'She dared to draw on my
It was the day for the Chandier Jewelry contest's final round.Catelyn had heard that the initial rule of the contest dictated that the higher management, including Lola, was to collect the drafts before submitting them to Granny Atherton to ensure fairness when the winner was chosen. However, she had a change of heart and amended the rules as she wanted to appear in the contest herself.All the contestants were divided into three groups to go up to the stage to explain the concept behind their designs. Granny Atherton and the other judges were to mark the design on the spot until they eventually settled on a winner.The fact that Lola was no longer involved in the process was good news to Catelyn as she would not have to worry about Lola trying to screw her chances.Catelyn happened to be in the group that was scheduled in the morning. She had to head out earlier and had skipped breakfast, deciding that she would simply pick up food from stalls by the road.She went downstairs an