My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Catherine's POV

I pulled Harley hard by the arm. However, he was 1.85 meters tall, and there was no way I could pull him up whatsoever.

So, I went to the bathroom, found a bucket full of water, and was about to pour on him.

Harley shuddered as another bucket of water poured over his head.

I explained with embarrassment, "Sorry, Harley. I can only help you in this way."

Harley painfully stood up while holding the wall. Step by step, he walked into the bathroom, entered the bathtub, and sat down.

I was upset seeing him. I leaned against the door and looked at Harley, who sat in the bathtub with his eyes closed. I asked him with concern, "Are you feeling better?"

"Much better." He did not open his eyes. His voice was full of sadness and despair, "Don't worry. I won't harm you."

"My boss invited you to the new product launch this time. You turned it down." I said in a low voice.

"Yes. I don't want to rely on you." When he opened his eyes, his scarlet eyes had become much clearer. "I know you meant well, but I just didn't want to be there. I want to walk up the ladder by myself."

"Harley, I know you are a man of character. I didn't mean anything. I just wanted to help you." I suddenly felt embarrassed, as if I had humiliated him.

"I know. I don't blame you. I'm grateful that you haven't forgotten me." Harley smiled bitterly.

He sounded calm as he soaked in the cold water. So, I turned to open the door. Unexpectedly, I opened it this time.

at the empty

room again, Harley's face was a little

you like me

Harley shook his

and said, "Take care, then.

closed his eyes and

left the room and

as if I survived a disaster.

Gina angrily questioned me over the phone, "Catherine, why haven't you come over yet? I've been waiting for you for more

you mentioned just now and didn't see you. Instead, I saw Harley being drugged.

What are you talking about? How can you accuse me? I've been in

you saying

is such a thing as coincidence. Did you go

very angry. "I don't want to keep talking nonsense. Just tell me what I want. Or, I will call 911 right now." Gina set

to the royal gallery and you'll find

go somewhere else. Wasn't she the one who

every day. Don't you know who the royal family is?" Gina said impatiently. "It is a very important clue. Besides, that is all

useful, or I won't let you off!" I was very dissatisfied with Gina's answer.

conference hall of the

Gina and drove

I saw the obsidian necklace that matched mine in the zone

thrilled and quickly sought out the curator of the

was donated by someone. The donor requested to remain anonymous. We are not at liberty