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 corridor,

again, Harley's face was

open. I have to go. Would you like

leave." Harley shook

care, then. If you need anything, call

eyes and leaned

the room and gently

as if I survived a disaster. Then,

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

room you mentioned

talking about? How can you accuse me? I've been in the room all the time. I didn't see

sneered, "Are you saying that it wasn't

it wasn't me. Maybe there is such a thing as coincidence. Did you go

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

to the royal gallery and you'll find

expect Gina to let me go somewhere else. Wasn't she the one who

been pestering King Blake every day. Don't you know who the royal family

I won't let you off!" I was very dissatisfied with Gina's answer. I felt that I had been

in the conference hall of the royal

up on Gina and drove straight to the conference

enough, I saw the obsidian necklace that matched

of the royal gallery to ask him

Wyatt, I'm very sorry. The obsidian necklace was donated by someone. The donor requested to remain anonymous. We are not