Without looking at Anderson’s expression, Catherine pulled his bowl back in front of him.

Anderson frowned. He wanted to say something but didn’t know what to say. In the past, Catherine was the one who was talking at the table.

Now she lowered her head, drinking the porridge with the full concentration. Others who didn’t know might think that she was eating delicacies of every kind.

“Don’t you want to say something?” Anderson spoke first finally.
Catherine looked up and stared at him quietly. “No.” For so many times in the past, she used to hope that he could have a meal with her. Now he did it, but she no longer needed it.

She didn’t need the late accompany at all.

Anderson kept his promise. He asked the driver to send Sophia and Lincoln to Ziting Villa.

Sophia hadn’t seen Catherine for so many days. As soon as she saw Catherine, she threw herself into her mother’s arms. With her watery eyes on Catherine, she said, “Mommy, I miss you so much!”

“I miss you, too, my dear.” Catherine kissed her forehead lovingly. “Have you eaten well when I’m not with you?” “Yes, I have. I like the food cooked by the maid in Great-Grandma’s house.”

Knowing that she had been eaten well, Catherine felt relieved. Looking at Lincoln who was sitting next to her, she asked, “Hey, little boy. Why are you in a daze?”

Lincoln shook his head. He held Catherine’s arm dearly. His ink-black eyes with long eyelashes glued on the scar on her wrist.
“Mommy, does it still hurt?”

The wound had scabbed over long ago. Most of the scab had fallen, exposing the pink scar. Catherine pulled her sleeve to cover the scar. Then she shook her head and answered, “Nope, it doesn’t.”

They both were leaning against each other together. Sitting aside, Anderson browsed on his cell phone as if he was an outsider.
He could never get into such a harmonious scene.

Sophia and Lincoln only stayed in Ziting Villa for a short while before being sent back to the Clark family’s house. Catherine reluctantly watched the car in which Sophia and Lincoln were sitting disappear in the darkness of the night.
Seeing that she looked as if she was out of her mind, Anderson frowned and said, “Let’s go back.”

cold brows and eyes, Catherine looked at Anderson. “Mr. Clark, will you still sleep with me today?

while speaking seemed as if they were doing some kind of cheap trade. A fury surged inside Anderson’s heart, but he had nowhere to vent his

of too much anger, “You can’t wait to do it, can you? Catherine Johnson, you are

emanating her charm. “Yeah, you are right, Mr. Clark. This is not the first day that you know me,

would be no use if she explained it again. She’d

you at all.” After finishing his words, Anderson turned around and walked into

stood motionlessly at the spot, watching his receding back. Suddenly, she laughed out ironically. Under such attitude of Anderson, the bodyguards at the

it was difficult for her to hail a

arrived, Sienna’s car showed

with a smile. She walked to Catherine arrogantly. “You

face was full of hatred. “Mr. Clark disgusts you the most, which is well-known in

felt hurt by her verbal abuse. Indeed, the whole circle knew that

acted as if she didn’t care about it all. Instead, she looked at Sienna with a smile. “He does hate me the most, but I’m the only one

Catherine with fury. “Mr.

It is better than never,” said Catherine. Right then, the car she called had arrived. Catherine

she watched Sienna walk into Anderson’s villa. Although she had expected such a scene already, she still couldn’t help feeling heartbreaking. She guessed that

family background,

beer from the fridge while feeling dizzy. After gulping it down, she lay on the bed, staring at the

apartment was pretty quiet. She couldn’t hear Sophia’s voice that complaining that she didn’t want to go to school. And nor there was no voice that Lincoln taught Sophia to do

Catherine didn’t fall asleep until midnight. When she woke up in the morning the next

curtain. It was sunny outside. Catherine swore to herself

online had just calmed down a bit. She definitely couldn’t update her comics. Once she couldn’t find the person who had injected her, she

was such a wicked

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