Chapter 353

Cedrick and Catelyn walked along the long corridor and passed by the willow trees. The tree leaves hung lowly, casting star-like shadows on the floor as the sunlight shone through the leaves.

The wind blew faintly, causing the branches to dance and sending strands of Catelyn's hair fluttering.

Catelyn tucked the strands of hair that blocked her vision behind her ear. Cedrick stopped walking and turned to look at Catelyn wordlessly.

Catelyn was flustered from being stared at by Cedrick and thus asked shyly, "Aren't we going to the washroom?"

Cedrick's eyes flashed with a myriad of emotions, and the creases between his eyebrows became deeper. Catelyn had never liked it when Cedrick frowned, yet he frowned a lot as a habit.

She reached her hand out to smoothen his frowns, but as soon as her fingertip grazed his skin, Cedrick grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Catelyn thought he was going to say something, but he bent down to plant a kiss in between her eyebrows. His kis