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. 

taking off her shoes, I seemed to have disturbed

her legs. 

childislı she was. I was still angry, yet I couldn‘t help but smile. I wanted to teach her

Her long hair was scattered on the pillowcase, and half of her beautiful face was

her

down. I leaned forward slightly and approached

entire body trembled slightly, as if she

quilt tightly in her

nightinare. Her fair face instantly turned pale. It looked like she was enduring

I reached out and gently

push. 

Go away...” Catherine immediately waved her hands randomly, trying to push

suddenly thought of what she had said before about not wanting to be touched by

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

up! You‘re having a nightmare!” I looked at her trembling, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat. II would be more painful for her to

pushed her hard and shouted when she did.

got up. Seeing that, I said in a much

“It‘s me, Cathy.” 

raised her head, and

 

Catherine held her forehead weakly and pleaded.

windows. The bright light from outside

delicate body up and was lying on one side of the bed. She was still holding the quilt in her arms. Her long hair was messy, and her face was pale. There was a layer of cold

Catherine up from her drunkenness.

glass of water.” I looked

went out. When I returned, I handed her

She took the glass and took a few sips. After calming down, she looked up at me. “Did

“Yes.” 1 frowned. 

at me, right?” Catherine‘s pale face

“Can you tell

voice trembling. “I dreamed that someone

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