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. 

seemed to have disturbed her.

her legs. 

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

long hair was scattered on the

and lovely, and her

leaned forward slightly and approached her delicate

trembled slightly, as if

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

like she was having a nightinare. Her fair face instantly turned pale. It looked like she was enduring some unknown fear.

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

push. 

hands randomly, trying to push

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

strong when she was sober, but now, as she was drunk,

looked at her trembling, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat. II would be more painful for her to keep

up after I pushed her hard and

her eyes, she got up.

“It‘s me, Cathy.” 

head, and then she was relieved.

 

you draw the curtains?” Catherine held her

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

quilt in her arms. Her long hair was

completely woke Catherine

water.” I looked at

I returned, I handed her a glass

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

“Yes.” 1 frowned. 

laugh at me, right?” Catherine‘s pale face went reddish.

“Can you tell me what you

“I dreamed that someone was doing that kind of thing

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