My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Chapter 170

 

Chapter 170 

Blake‘s POV 

“Blake, will Catherine be grateful to you for helping her behind the scenes like this? She doesn‘t strike me as someone who likes to take advantage of your status. Otherwise, she would not have participated in social gatherings on her own.” Leo seemed to have known Catherine well. 

“You talk too much.” I cut him off directly. 

Indeed, what Leo said always bothered me. 

Catherine was stubborn. Other women liked to show the white feather in exchange for sympathy, but she just had to pull a stunt. She only needed to play the woman to me, and I would help her unconditionally. 

But she just wouldn‘t. 

I tapped my fingers, and more than half an hour had passed. 

It was quiet in the living room, and I could hear my breathing getting heavier. 

Was she really able to sleep on the bed with a clear conscience? 

I got up and pushed open the bedroom door. The floor–to–ceiling windows were closed, and only a faint light came in from outside. 

At some point, she kicked the thin quilt off. 

She was wearing a black suit jacket and a tight–fitting skirt, which was pulled up a bit. 

Her legs were straight and slender, and her skin was fair and smooth. I looked down and found that I forgot to take off her high heels for hier. 

When I stepped in just now, I was full of anger. I left her here directly. 

It was only now that I realized that she was wearing a pair of black high heels with a basic style. The thin heels made her calves look even fairer and more slender. 

My breathing paused suddenly. I cursed in a low voice and walked to lier bed. I bent down and took off her high heels gently. 

her shoes, I seemed to have disturbed

her legs. 

smile. I wanted to teach her a lesson

was scattered on the pillowcase, and half

facial features. She looked gentle and lovely, and her cheeks were rosy. She was

leaned forward slightly

trembled slightly, as if she sensed that

she curled up into a ball. She hugged the quilt tightly in her arms and muttered, “No... Don‘t hurt me. Help... Don‘t

was suddenly trembling like she was having a nightinare. Her fair face instantly turned pale.

suddenly was a bit nervous. I reached out

push. 

hands randomly, trying to push my hand away.

thought of what she had said before about not wanting to

had not been so strong when she was sober, but now, as she was drunk, her reaction was instinctive and

her forehead was covered in cold sweat. II would be more painful for her to keep being immersed in such a horrifying dream, so

up after I pushed her hard and shouted when she did.

opened her eyes, she got up. Seeing that, I said in a

“It‘s me, Cathy.” 

raised her head, and then

 

held her forehead

and pulled open the two French windows. The bright light from outside the window shone in, and

was still holding the quilt in her arms. Her long

completely woke Catherine up from her drunkenness.

water.” I looked at

went out. When I returned, I handed her a glass

in a low voice. She took the glass and took a few sips. After calming down, she looked up

“Yes.” 1 frowned. 

won‘t laugh at me, right?” Catherine‘s pale face went

my head. “Can you tell me what

“I dreamed that

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