Catherine's POV

After Emily left, I felt so upset that I suddenly didn't want to do anything.

"Catherine, you're here! I've been looking for you everywhere. A lot of things are pending your supervision. Hurry!" When Melinda's assistant saw me, she was greatly relieved.

I pulled myself together. I shouldn't waste my time thinking about Blake. I had to do my job. It was all I had.

I had the urge to call Blake and confront him.

But I didn't want to lose my self-esteem like this. I did not dare to question him, but I could avoid him.

Yet I was obviously absent-minded for the following work.

Melinda came over and asked me, "Cathy, what's wrong? You don't look well. Are you sick?"

I quickly cheered myself up and said, "No. I'm just a little tired."

"Why don't you go to the lounge next door and get some rest? I'll help you keep an eye on here." Melinda said with concern.

I looked at Melinda with gratitude and said, "Thank you, Melinda."

Melinda couldn't help but smile, saying, "Stop it. There's no need to thank me. Just go!"

I sat in the lounge, sprawled on the sofa, my eyes fixed on the ceiling.

All the crazy thoughts filled my head, and none of them were about work.

I was so naive and inexperienced. He weaved a beautiful dream, and I fell into it, leaving no way out.

I took two deep breaths. Suddenly, I heard the phone in my purse ring.

My body stiffened, and I quickly sat up straight. I stared at the bag in panic.

phone out. It

I closed my eyes, not wanting to hear his

I would lose my temper, and things would become ugly between me and Blake. Neither

phone and let it ring. I buried my face in my knees. What should I

What should I do?

him. We even had a pair of cute and beautiful kids. I

the truth was so cruel. That woman, Emily, showed

and it was

at his name. He was always in my dreams. His name inspired awe and fear, yet I could call it confidently. Also, hearing his name

wanted to pretend that I had never

and finally picked

didn't hear me when I called you," said

my name gently in such a magnetic voice. It was

noisy here. What's up?" I tried to make myself sound the same as usual, but

been busy recently. I'm calling to

got to go. I have a

purse, not wanting to touch it again.

and it was time to

patted my shoulder and said, "Wait for tomorrow's highlight. Everything is ready. Go back

I'm leaving now." I turned

suddenly didn't want to go back home, because I didn't want to see Blake now. I drove the car on the road and sped along. The view of Sayreville passing by on both sides of

the sky darkened that I drove back to

of the car and

kids were not in the parlor. They

I heard

sleeves rolled

a lot of water and were a little wet. His short, carefully groomed black hair was also a bit

looked at

me with a water gun in

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