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. 

off her shoes, I seemed to have disturbed her. She

her legs. 

was still angry, yet I couldn‘t help but smile. I wanted to teach her a lesson badly so that she would know that she should never drink wine like water ever again!

hair was scattered on the pillowcase, and half of

gentle and lovely, and her cheeks were rosy. She was

an inexplicable surge deep down. I leaned forward slightly and approached

entire body trembled slightly, as if she sensed that someone was

second, she curled up into a ball. She hugged the quilt tightly in her arms and

Her fair face instantly turned pale. It looked

I reached out and gently gave

push. 

Go away...” Catherine immediately waved her hands

what she had said before about not wanting to be touched

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

covered in cold sweat. II would be more painful for

her

as she opened her eyes, she got up. Seeing that, I said in a much softer voice,

“It‘s me, Cathy.” 

head, and then

 

held her

open the two French windows. The bright light from outside the window shone in, and the whole room became instantly bright.

king–size bed, Catherine curled her delicate body up and was lying on one side of the bed. She was still holding the quilt in her arms. Her long hair

Catherine up from her

of water.” I looked

turned around and went out. When I returned, I

a few sips. After calming down, she looked up at me. “Did I have a nightmare again?”

“Yes.” 1 frowned. 

laugh at me, right?”

shook my head. “Can you tell me

her voice trembling. “I dreamed that someone

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