Catherine's POV "Hedwig, Noah, come and wash your hands," I said to them. The two kids immediately sprang over. As I washed their hands, Noah looked up and asked, "Mommy, are you still angry?" "No, I'm okay now!" I took a towel and wiped their hands clean. "I'm glad you always think of me. I was a little harsh to you just now because I hope you'll bear in mind never take anything that does not belong to you. No matter how valuable it is, no matter how much you like it, you just can't take it. Do you understand?" Noah immediately nodded. "I got it!" Hedwig also nodded, but maybe she still didn't understand what I meant. After helping Noah and Hedwig wash up, I held their hands and led them to the table. Blake fixed his eyes on me. I couldn't tell what exactly he was thinking, but I bet he had some bad ideas. I glanced at him snappily. I caught a glimpse of his smiling lips. My heart beat wildly. Why did I have such a we
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