Chapter 774:

“I don’t want to talk about that. Let’s just leave it at that.” With that, Catherine hung up.

She turned to head back to the room, but as she turned, she spotted Johnson standing nearby, smoking. Her eyes briefly flickered, and she walked over to him.

Johnson was quietly smoking, not looking at her or saying anything.

“Johnson, are you still mad at me?” Catherine asked softly.

After a moment of tense silence, Johnson turned to Catherine. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was low and hoarse. “Does it matter to you whether I’m still angry or not?”

Catherine nodded vigorously, her expression earnest. “Of course, it matters! You’re my brother, my family! I’d feel terrible if you were angry at me.”

But her words only made Johnson’s brow furrow deeply, a shadow crossing his face.

family?” he asked

flickering across her face. “What

a thin

closer and gently tugged at his sleeve, her voice soft and

past, whenever Catherine wanted to make amends or ask for something, she would tug at his sleeve just like this. Every time, it had the same effect—his resolve would crumble, and his heart

stared at her,

husky voice, he asked, “Cathy, if I made you choose between me and Leland… Who

voice trembling slightly. “Please don’t make me choose between you two. If I had to choose between family and love, I’d choose you. But… Why? Why does it have

the ache in his chest. Because he knew her choice wasn’t born of love.

as a hollow chuckle escaped him. The sound was tinged

ask,” he said hoarsely. Without another word, he crushed

Catherine watched his retreating figure, looking lonely, an unfamiliar ache

Johnson

look, their eyes mirroring their worry. From the tight lines on Johnson’s face and the sad look in his eyes,

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