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. 

I was taking off her shoes, I seemed to have disturbed her. She groaned and

her legs. 

looked at how childislı she was. I was still angry, yet I couldn‘t help but smile. I wanted to teach her a lesson badly so that she would

curling up. Her long hair was scattered on the pillowcase, and half of her beautiful face was revealing.

her cheeks were rosy.

down. I leaned

if she sensed that someone

hugged the quilt tightly in her arms and muttered, “No... Don‘t hurt me. Help...

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

bit nervous. I reached out and gently gave her shoulder a

push. 

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

she had said before about not wanting to be touched by mnen.

but now, as she was drunk, her reaction was instinctive and almost desperate,

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

pushed her

she got up. Seeing that,

“It‘s me, Cathy.” 

raised her head, and

 

held her forehead weakly and pleaded.

The bright light from outside

on one side of the bed. She was still holding the quilt in her arms. Her long hair

completely woke Catherine up from

I‘ll get you a glass of water.” I looked at her

turned around and went out. When I returned, I handed

sips. After calming down, she looked up at me. “Did I

“Yes.” 1 frowned. 

me, right?” Catherine‘s pale

you tell me what you dreamed of?”

“I dreamed that someone was doing that kind of thing

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