Chapter 927 A Breakup?

Everything was going smoothly until Catherine suddenly called a halt. “I’m a bit tired today,” she said.

Branden paused, reluctantly withdrew his hand, and buried his head deeply in Catherine’s neck. After a while, there was no movement.

Concerned, Catherine gently patted his shoulder. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” he replied hoarsely, showing restraint in his voice. Не composed himself, then got up and headed to the bathroom.

Lying on the bed, Catherine listened to the sound of water from the bathroom, feeling both amused and sympathetic. She gently stroked her flat abdomen, a wide smile on her face.

In the bathroom, Branden stared at himself in the mirror, for the first time feeling helpless. Was it he who had changed, or had Catherine lost interest in him?

As Catherine waited, Branden finally emerged from the bathroom. When he came out, she felt as if he had just. walked out of the cold storage, exuding a chill. “Aren’t you afraid of catching a cold?” she asked.

Shrugging off her concern, Branden said, “I’m strong and healthy. It’s fine. “He lay on the bed, not bothering to lift the blanket, and held Catherine tightly against the blanket. “Rest well. I’ll massage your hand so you can sleep peacefully.”

Due to her long-term use of weapons, Catherine’s hands had always been prone to tendon inflammation. Unless she rested, the muscle damage and pain persisted.

which effectively relieved her discomfort. Within three minutes,

Catherine at school,

furrowed brows. After much hesitation,

a simple look that still managed to startle

rejects intimate

relationships, but was quite profound. Having never been in a relationship, Paxton was at a loss. After a long pause,

building, the driver, in a cold tone, remarked, “In most cases, it means

driver’s words, his eyes turning

agreement. “That actually

“My last girlfriend broke up with me that way. I’ve had some

dark expression. As Paxton became more convinced of the driver’s words, he was about to tilt his head to report to Branden. But at that

Branden

cold command, “You don’t need to go upstairs. There’s no one supervising the construction site in Weseville. You need

at least 104 degrees Fahrenheit today, the ground was scorching hot. Sending him to the construction site in this kind of blazing weather could literally

pleaded desperately, almost

even look back

at the driver beside him, who seemed resigned. “Paxton, do you think the person

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